Lousy
What the fuck you know about me bruh
Whatchu know about me
All you love to doubt me
The other day I found me
I'm a piece of white trash like Em I say it proudly
I don't need y'all around me
Fuck you cause you Lousy
All these mans acting fucking mousy
I'll take you out if you talking bounty
I'm thinking that it's cloudy
You think it how you see it and i'm chillen on these mountains on that daily i'm flowing fountains
I'm counting all these little heads that always flop out bouncing
I don't need to be from Compton to round up my gang we mobbin
Like we goblins I ain't throwing hate on Compton cities poppin
I'm throwing shade on them ops that just shoot whoever they wanted
Yeah
You thought you knew me last night guy you don't know me today
Yo bitch wheres that super suit i'm frosting up my tray
Gotta slay if you picking up my path and need to sway
Matter fact go up the plates you should look up need to pray
Aye
It ain't easy moving like me
Faster than the many not one son like me
I shoot it like i'm Kyrie
I hit or miss I spray again I'll rep it till I rip up to a prodigy
I'm tryna be way finer than your winery
What the fuck you know about me bruh
Whatchu know about me
All you love to doubt me
The other day I found me
I'm a piece of white trash like Em I say it proudly
I don't need y'all around me
Fuck you cause you Lousy
Whatchu know about me
All you love to doubt me
The other day I found me
I'm a piece of white trash like Em I say it proudly
I don't need y'all around me
Fuck you cause you Lousy
All these mans acting fucking mousy
I'll take you out if you talking bounty
I'm thinking that it's cloudy
You think it how you see it and i'm chillen on these mountains on that daily i'm flowing fountains
I'm counting all these little heads that always flop out bouncing
I don't need to be from Compton to round up my gang we mobbin
Like we goblins I ain't throwing hate on Compton cities poppin
I'm throwing shade on them ops that just shoot whoever they wanted
Yeah
You thought you knew me last night guy you don't know me today
Yo bitch wheres that super suit i'm frosting up my tray
Gotta slay if you picking up my path and need to sway
Matter fact go up the plates you should look up need to pray
Aye
It ain't easy moving like me
Faster than the many not one son like me
I shoot it like i'm Kyrie
I hit or miss I spray again I'll rep it till I rip up to a prodigy
I'm tryna be way finer than your winery
What the fuck you know about me bruh
Whatchu know about me
All you love to doubt me
The other day I found me
I'm a piece of white trash like Em I say it proudly
I don't need y'all around me
Fuck you cause you Lousy
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Writer(s): Brett Fallarino
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