Long Live Shamello

Keep it real I always could body shit
Santa Claus coming, I'm probably the naughty list
Roberto Cavalli fits, commercially model shit
Over half a million followers, virtually, I'm legit
Bullshit, what you think of that?
I ain't make it yet.
I know if God giveth, he could take it back
Im in a Hon- Civic and some vapor max
Tryna make a rack out a hundred like where my paper at, look
I don't mind signing a deal
I mind mining a field
Cotton picking to drip in designer heels
Never minding where your chicken
can't pay your designer bills
But I don't go attack it,
It's a classic O.D.
But if I don't own my masters,
then my master own me
this how rapping gon' be
a lot of rappers don't see
a lot of fabricating shit
a lot of capping on beats

see i roll with some model bitches
whole lot of bitches
bloody bottoms on the couch,
pop a bottle with you
IF you fuck a nigga for a G:
a thot pocket
but a bitch who fuck a nigga for the free:
a non profit
i'm probably a hot topic.
you've never been hot, stop it.
I body the top shoppers
whenever i'm not shopping
i'm not stopping for nobody else
nobody helped.
put my records up on nobody's shelf
platinum plaques, might do that
i spit facts but you knew that
crazy cause i had to type beg for the new rap.
label tried to clip my legs but they grew back

eat rappers with a food fact
careful 'bout where I chew at
crumbling you mumbling actors
like where my fruit at?
You choke when I come near,
stumbling like, she DO black
a broke nigga somewhere wondering where his boo at
with a rich nigga probably
she know how to curve a bitch nigga properly
probably own all her property
probably jus like monopoly
I know this bitch is tired of me
not enough to unfollow me though
(not enough to unfollow me though)