STRETCH
Yeah, ayy
Bitch, I'm the WORST, you lucky you not
The kid gonna ride a Hearse into a thot
I'm miss with the swerve but I skrrt a lot
I'm rolling in mula, yeah, I got the guap
I'm taking my time with this shit, 'fore my mood 'bout to dip
Yeah, I'm working on making shit hot
And I've been improving so quick, 'member I couldn't sing
Now I'm autocrooning to the top
They ain't 'gon name names, they aim AK's
Play the blame game like they Kanye
They all lames, they all want fame
They ain't worked hard, they paid they way
I paved my way and now, I'm dropping hits
I'm accomplishing shit, yeah, I'm bodying this
Obnoxious as shit, you ain't Lil Uzi but in a year, wanna be kid
Who the fuck you think you are? Can't even lease a car
Can't even lease a beat, yeah, you ain't getting far
You ain't in the clique, CVTE until I R.I.P.
If you talking shit then you can suck my dick
Man, I'm done with faking all this happiness
I'ma drown my sorrows while I'm writing hits
You 'gon fake depression when you haven't lived
Lemme teach a lesson, come on, listen, quick
Just cause you buy your views, ayy
You ain't enlightened, dude, ayy
You just some frightened dude, ayy
That used to be me too, ayy
I was worried that they'd fucking hate me
Then I learned that they all fucking hate me
Now, I'm balling, love the shit I'm making
But you'll never be me, no
You say you have talent, that's a stretch
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch
You say you have talent, that's a stretch
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch
Yeah, claiming that you got bands, that's a stretch (Stretch)
Cant wife a thot bitch, that's a bet (Bet)
Won't talk about shit so just guess (What?)
I drop a whole rack for the flex, ayy (Okay!)
Niggas be plotting and bitches be thottin'
All these hoe ass bitches, I don't see the difference (What?)
Talking about me and gossip about me
'Gon get you nowhere so just stop all the trippin' (Okay, okay!)
Cause I'ma just get it, racks on your head
Pull up and hop out, why my friends is dead
Man, I fuck with them Bens, feel heaven sent
I dropped my old bitch, got like two ones instead
I been going so hard, this just the start (Ayy, ayy)
Niggas be talking that shit like they hard (Ayy, ayy)
I might pull yo' whole card, take this shit far (Ayy, ayy)
Fuck spittin' shit cause I'm flippin' them bars, ayy (Ayy, yuh)
Niggas wanna act like they 'bout shit, ayy
Niggas wanna act like I'm not lit, ayy
Niggas wanna ask when I drop shit, ayy
Niggas, I just done drop shit, ayy
I pull up and they go, that's flex
I'm taking that gas to my chest
I pull up and your bitch gets wet
You think you lit, well, that's a stretch
You say you have talent, that's a stretch
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch
You say you have talent, that's a stretch
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch
Ayy, ayy, ayy, OldGod, what the fuck is up now?
Yeah, when you see me, you just rush out (You just rush out!)
Stretch my bank account, I just run it up now
Drop my L, now I'm melt., all alone, only one now
Stretchy little sluggy body on that bitch
I've seen her stretch it in ways (Ways!)
These feelings are coming in waves (Waves!)
Saturated with these lames (Lames!)
What is that sound? She suck on my meat (She suck on my meat)
Mouth metal like zinc (Zinc!)
She squirt on the mink like octopuss ink (Ink!)
Water on me like a sink (Sink!)
I just killed the pussy now I gotta hide the body
I can't take it to the elevator, people in the lobby
Give a fuck about a crop top, cock block, why?
I've been kicking bitches in the face like Cobra Kai
Been stretching the walls of that bitch, Hubba Bubba
Your man is a cuckhold, just made me your lover
After I cum, I only wanna cuddle
No towels in my house, you best sleep in a puddle, ayy
You say you have talent, that's a stretch
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch
You say you have talent, that's a stretch!
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch!
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch!
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch!
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch!
Stretch, stretch, stretch, stretch
What? What? What? Okay!
Bitch, I'm the WORST, you lucky you not
The kid gonna ride a Hearse into a thot
I'm miss with the swerve but I skrrt a lot
I'm rolling in mula, yeah, I got the guap
I'm taking my time with this shit, 'fore my mood 'bout to dip
Yeah, I'm working on making shit hot
And I've been improving so quick, 'member I couldn't sing
Now I'm autocrooning to the top
They ain't 'gon name names, they aim AK's
Play the blame game like they Kanye
They all lames, they all want fame
They ain't worked hard, they paid they way
I paved my way and now, I'm dropping hits
I'm accomplishing shit, yeah, I'm bodying this
Obnoxious as shit, you ain't Lil Uzi but in a year, wanna be kid
Who the fuck you think you are? Can't even lease a car
Can't even lease a beat, yeah, you ain't getting far
You ain't in the clique, CVTE until I R.I.P.
If you talking shit then you can suck my dick
Man, I'm done with faking all this happiness
I'ma drown my sorrows while I'm writing hits
You 'gon fake depression when you haven't lived
Lemme teach a lesson, come on, listen, quick
Just cause you buy your views, ayy
You ain't enlightened, dude, ayy
You just some frightened dude, ayy
That used to be me too, ayy
I was worried that they'd fucking hate me
Then I learned that they all fucking hate me
Now, I'm balling, love the shit I'm making
But you'll never be me, no
You say you have talent, that's a stretch
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch
You say you have talent, that's a stretch
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch
Yeah, claiming that you got bands, that's a stretch (Stretch)
Cant wife a thot bitch, that's a bet (Bet)
Won't talk about shit so just guess (What?)
I drop a whole rack for the flex, ayy (Okay!)
Niggas be plotting and bitches be thottin'
All these hoe ass bitches, I don't see the difference (What?)
Talking about me and gossip about me
'Gon get you nowhere so just stop all the trippin' (Okay, okay!)
Cause I'ma just get it, racks on your head
Pull up and hop out, why my friends is dead
Man, I fuck with them Bens, feel heaven sent
I dropped my old bitch, got like two ones instead
I been going so hard, this just the start (Ayy, ayy)
Niggas be talking that shit like they hard (Ayy, ayy)
I might pull yo' whole card, take this shit far (Ayy, ayy)
Fuck spittin' shit cause I'm flippin' them bars, ayy (Ayy, yuh)
Niggas wanna act like they 'bout shit, ayy
Niggas wanna act like I'm not lit, ayy
Niggas wanna ask when I drop shit, ayy
Niggas, I just done drop shit, ayy
I pull up and they go, that's flex
I'm taking that gas to my chest
I pull up and your bitch gets wet
You think you lit, well, that's a stretch
You say you have talent, that's a stretch
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch
You say you have talent, that's a stretch
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch
Ayy, ayy, ayy, OldGod, what the fuck is up now?
Yeah, when you see me, you just rush out (You just rush out!)
Stretch my bank account, I just run it up now
Drop my L, now I'm melt., all alone, only one now
Stretchy little sluggy body on that bitch
I've seen her stretch it in ways (Ways!)
These feelings are coming in waves (Waves!)
Saturated with these lames (Lames!)
What is that sound? She suck on my meat (She suck on my meat)
Mouth metal like zinc (Zinc!)
She squirt on the mink like octopuss ink (Ink!)
Water on me like a sink (Sink!)
I just killed the pussy now I gotta hide the body
I can't take it to the elevator, people in the lobby
Give a fuck about a crop top, cock block, why?
I've been kicking bitches in the face like Cobra Kai
Been stretching the walls of that bitch, Hubba Bubba
Your man is a cuckhold, just made me your lover
After I cum, I only wanna cuddle
No towels in my house, you best sleep in a puddle, ayy
You say you have talent, that's a stretch
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch
You say you have talent, that's a stretch!
Say your shit is banging, that's a stretch!
Claiming that you can sing, that's a stretch!
Sayin' that we fam, shit, that's a stretch!
Lemme see your balance, where's the check?
Oh, are you embarrased of what you said?
Wishing that you outlive it, 'fore your death?
You a fucking clown bitch, that ain't a stretch!
Stretch, stretch, stretch, stretch
What? What? What? Okay!
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Writer(s): Leon Vegas
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