My Name

Hold up lil bitch
Lemme talk my shit
Yeah, You don't like me
But your girlfriend does
I could probably turn your bitch
Into my bitch
Then give her right back
Just because I knew I could
I'm aware a couple things wrong with me
Swear the only thing I do is speak honestly
I'm only picking up the phone if money calling me
Yeah, I always keep it G nothing wrong with me
And these rappers all suck
Why you hyping em up?
Yeah
They not really rappers
They just rhyming some stuff
I make a pussy boy bleed
Like the time of the month
Yeah
All I really need
Is good head and a blunt
And it look like Halloween the way I'm lighting em up
I been the BLXCKSHXXPBABY
Since the 90's
WASSUP
I'm never dapping em up
I tell em bois pack it up
I know they capping & front
I kill em all, one by one

Yeah
Bitch
Got no time to waste,
Fake friends & snakes
Getting no time of day
If it ain't Benjie Frank's
Stay the fuck out my face
If you fuck up my pay
I'll pull up to your place
More moves to make
Bitch I dont celebrate
I murder egos
I retire names
From the cradle to grave
I'mma keep making waves
Put lil bois in their place
Put respect on my name



Credits
Writer(s): Max Willozales
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