How?

Like, how?

Yeah

Yeah, aye

How all these bitches gon' tell me they poppin but never know how to make hits

How they gon' tell me they making music for the world, I listen and none of 'em stick

How you gon' tell me you live for my music then turn around and say it's makin' you sick

How you gon' smile in my face and be desperate enough go back and just lie on my dick

Karma's a bitch

Tell me what makes you think all of you rappers can end me

You **** can't go to war with me bitch, 'cos I'm nice on the beat so they callin' me friendly

And I hate all these rappers, they thinkin' they shake a few tables and causing a frenzy

While you on the internet arguing, I'm out here living the dream, pinch me

Rappers music only popping when it got a feature, I promise you not on my mind, bitch

You think you can come for a bitch, it ain't working, I promise you wasting your time, bitch

I told them hoes shut the fuck up, when I get in the booth then you know it's a sign bitch

****, I'm from the south where some hoes put a band on your head if you get outta line bitch (Drumline)

I don't pay attention to none of these ****, so when they talk shit I don't never hear it

I peep all these ****, so I can not argue with hoes that recycle Santana lyrics

Now let's be real, you can't even step to me even if I was a staircase

You bitches be insecure with all them filters, I'm snatching these **** with bare face

Little bitch, I can just walk on they ass and make all of 'em sick like a fucking infection

Word of advice, do not tell people we fucked when you barely gave me an erection

I got these **** so head over heels that they gotta talk shit when I'm not even present

They ask me why I keep saying that 803 shit cos bitch that's the fuck I am repping

I'm gettin' under they skin by the second, and I don't even gotta say shit

My **** got choppas that shoot like a fragrance, say a word and we gon' spray shit

I tried to remind all these **** and bitches that I'm not that rapper to play with

I still got the crown after all this time I been waiting on bitches to take it

Bitch, I know bullies and barbies that's out doing all of you poly pockets and you class clowns

Man fuck a vaccine, you hoes making me sick 'cos you ugly as fuck with yo mask down

I'm working and traveling, y'all gon be too busy hating and kissing my ass now

When is y'all gonna respect me and tell all these faggots that I been that ****, that's hands down

These hoes say started these trends but I'm saying who did it, they calling me Zulu

I don't do brands for a brand, but if that's the case, I'm Gucci all you rappers FUBU

And they know I been the shit, doodoo

All up in ATL pretty as fuck, so they calling me New-New

Ask that bitch if it's an issue then text me, I didn't get shit so I'm tellin him, "you knew"