Bitter
They don't want no smoke
Can't burn what I tote
They don't want no beef
They be acting like pork
Don't deserve my gas
Can't understand my jokes
You in the fast lane
I'm in my own
And they can bet my ass
And my dudes
That we the new
You can assume
That mean the doom, for you
We ain't amused
With regular tunes
Chucking the deuce
At you boo, make it two, make it two
Bitter
Don't need a brain to know you bitter
I know you hate me, bitch, you bitter
Your luck's still the same 'cause you bitter
And that'll never change
Bitter
Don't need a brain to know you bitter
I know you hate me, bitch, you bitter
Your luck's still the same 'cause you bitter
That's why you still a lame
Case
How many emails did you make
To wear a catfish as your face?
You hide but still, you can't escape
The fact that you've been scraped
Like the plate out of my hand
If there's bugs all in my food
Spoiled now I spit it out
Mama say, "Basura"
I ain't got no seconds for you
Eyes on my move
You can bet my ass
And my dudes
That we the new
You can assume
That mean the doom, for you
We ain't amused
With regular tunes
Chucking the deuce
At you boo make it two, make it two
Bitter
Don't need a brain to know you bitter
I know you hate me, bitch, you bitter
Your luck's still the same 'cause you bitter
And that'll never change
Bitter
Don't need a brain to know you bitter
I know you hate me, bitch, you bitter
Your luck's still the same 'cause you bitter
That's why you still a lame
Can't burn what I tote
They don't want no beef
They be acting like pork
Don't deserve my gas
Can't understand my jokes
You in the fast lane
I'm in my own
And they can bet my ass
And my dudes
That we the new
You can assume
That mean the doom, for you
We ain't amused
With regular tunes
Chucking the deuce
At you boo, make it two, make it two
Bitter
Don't need a brain to know you bitter
I know you hate me, bitch, you bitter
Your luck's still the same 'cause you bitter
And that'll never change
Bitter
Don't need a brain to know you bitter
I know you hate me, bitch, you bitter
Your luck's still the same 'cause you bitter
That's why you still a lame
Case
How many emails did you make
To wear a catfish as your face?
You hide but still, you can't escape
The fact that you've been scraped
Like the plate out of my hand
If there's bugs all in my food
Spoiled now I spit it out
Mama say, "Basura"
I ain't got no seconds for you
Eyes on my move
You can bet my ass
And my dudes
That we the new
You can assume
That mean the doom, for you
We ain't amused
With regular tunes
Chucking the deuce
At you boo make it two, make it two
Bitter
Don't need a brain to know you bitter
I know you hate me, bitch, you bitter
Your luck's still the same 'cause you bitter
And that'll never change
Bitter
Don't need a brain to know you bitter
I know you hate me, bitch, you bitter
Your luck's still the same 'cause you bitter
That's why you still a lame
Credits
Writer(s): Dante Carter, Paul Chadwick Norman, Lauren Ayla
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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