Lately
Yeah
Ok
Lately I been in my feelings and I fucking hate it
This bitch she cut me off cause I wouldn't date her
Bitch be wanting this
Bitch be wanting that
Bitch you want that bag you fucking me without the hat
Now how she fucking on me it's amazing
The way she gave me top was like a Beyblade
Now she leaking from the mouth is that gravy
Upon inspection naa that's just my babies
These trolls think I'm capping in my cold rhymes
But my bros who fuck with me know I'm not lying
Oh you fucking with the homies
Call a nine-line
Where's them Happy Gilmore choppers
Like a nine iron
That'll leave you wet like a Bath how ya Body gonna Work
With a mud face mask cause its all in the dirt
Lately I been in my feelings and I fucking hate it
This bitch she cut me off cause I wouldn't date her
Bitch be wanting this
Bitch be wanting that
Bitch you want that bag you fucking me without the hat
These nighas think I'm capping in my cold rhymes
But my nighas who fuck with me know I'm not lying
Oh you fucking with the homies
Call a nine-line
Where's them Happy Gilmore choppers like a nine iron
It's grind time gotta go eat
I been out here with no sleep
Remember that time I had cold feet
Bars wasn't fire had no heat
Had epiphanies in a time crunch
Cause I broke with a bad bunch
Like bald nighas with bad tempers knock your ass out with one punch
No anime I'm super sayain man
I got an ocean flow and a drowning plan
No Noah's Ark Ima flood the lands
Make a hater jelly with every bangin' jam
Ok
Lately I been in my feelings and I fucking hate it
This bitch she cut me off cause I wouldn't date her
Bitch be wanting this
Bitch be wanting that
Bitch you want that bag you fucking me without the hat
Now how she fucking on me it's amazing
The way she gave me top was like a Beyblade
Now she leaking from the mouth is that gravy
Upon inspection naa that's just my babies
These trolls think I'm capping in my cold rhymes
But my bros who fuck with me know I'm not lying
Oh you fucking with the homies
Call a nine-line
Where's them Happy Gilmore choppers
Like a nine iron
That'll leave you wet like a Bath how ya Body gonna Work
With a mud face mask cause its all in the dirt
Lately I been in my feelings and I fucking hate it
This bitch she cut me off cause I wouldn't date her
Bitch be wanting this
Bitch be wanting that
Bitch you want that bag you fucking me without the hat
These nighas think I'm capping in my cold rhymes
But my nighas who fuck with me know I'm not lying
Oh you fucking with the homies
Call a nine-line
Where's them Happy Gilmore choppers like a nine iron
It's grind time gotta go eat
I been out here with no sleep
Remember that time I had cold feet
Bars wasn't fire had no heat
Had epiphanies in a time crunch
Cause I broke with a bad bunch
Like bald nighas with bad tempers knock your ass out with one punch
No anime I'm super sayain man
I got an ocean flow and a drowning plan
No Noah's Ark Ima flood the lands
Make a hater jelly with every bangin' jam
Credits
Writer(s): Phili Da Illest
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