Misogyny Type Beat
"What's fucking good ay bitch shut the fuck up, oh who's this now?...
Shut the fuck up you stupid bitch shut the fuck up this is my fucking party
You're a big man aren't you? Big man
Oh I am and I guarantee I'll shove my fucking dick
Right in your fucking dirty fucking pussy you fucking bitch. Oh my
(Ayyyy, yuh yuh, ay, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Smoking the pack and you know that it's foreign
I had to import it
Bitch I'm not important
The lean yea I'm pouring
It's 8 in the morning
Pull up for the one time I leave yo ass snoring
I aim for yo organs
I strike when its storming
Yo lifespan is shortened
You pussies is boring
Yea this is your warning
I'm quick and I'm quiet yea just like a virus inside of a torrent
I'm flexin the jordans
I'm flyin I'm soarin
While I be recording
The coke that I snorted
Got me feeling classy I throw on a shirt gucci all on the collar
Bitch this ain't no lauren
You know that it's orange
I go to the storage
I'm kicking the door in
I'm taking yo foreskin
No your not hard bitch you trun to a ghost
Everytime that I come through the place you were born in like bro
Yo all I gotta say is I fucking hate white women...
Uhh equal rights equal fights bro
I'm bouta fade all of you white bitches on the spot lets go
I put one through his brain
Call it lobotomy like he insane
He shoulda known that his life was anane
I kick yo shit in they call me Lui Kang
AR-15 and that shit got some range
Yo homies are pussies that can't get no strange
You needa stay in your own fucking lane
Before I get pissed and spray out the pain
I send his soul, right down the drain
Painted the wall with alot of red stains
Full auto stick I don't need to aim
I link with his side and then with his main
I only blow down with mary jane
I'm tryna toke spot me a flame
I'm lookin too fly feel like a plane
These bitches basic they all act the same
Where's that joint at? Light that shit up
I go to the bank and I pull a mil out
Not my account instead I pull the drill out
Payday bitch tell the hostages "chill out"
You met the wrong fate call it an ill bout
Smoking that thraxx like I can not feel now
I steal your soul like you are not real now
This bitch not prayin but she gonna kneel down
Soon as she done I pull off and I peel out
(Uh)
Hold up run that back
Don't know how to act
One tap I'm too cracked
Keep these shells racked
You want smoke come catch this flak
Keep my mags stacked
9 Tucked in my slacks
I keep that heat packed
Over here we don't fuck with the opps
Look in my bag then I fold out the glock
You know that it's mean cause I took off the stock
I'm moving that gas right into my sock
You hit up my line but I got you blocked bitch
Pull up the block bitch
You on the block list
Yea you can't stop this
Yea you can't stop this
No you can't stop this
(What, OU)
No you can't stop this
(OU)
No you can't stop this
(Yuh)
Im keepin the glock bitch
(Yuh, yuh)
Im keepin the glock bitch
(Ay, what)
Smoking the pack and you know that it's foreign
I had to import it
Bitch I'm not important
The lean yea I'm pouring
It's 8 in the morning
Pull up for the one time I leave yo ass snoring
I aim for yo organs
I strike when its storming
Yo lifespan is shortened
You pussies is boring
Yea this is your warning
I'm quick and I'm quiet yea just like a virus inside of a torrent
I'm flexin the jordans
I'm flyin I'm soarin
While I be recording
The coke that I snorted
Got me feeling classy I throw on a shirt gucci all on the collar
Bitch this ain't no lauren
You know that it's orange
I go to the storage
I'm kicking the door in
I'm taking yo foreskin
No your not hard bitch you trun to a ghost
Everytime that I come through the place you were born in like bro
"Buddy, your words have zero effect on me...
Because I- oh really, I have zero fucking effect on you? Yea
How bout you go suck your husbands cock you fucking stupid cunt"
Shut the fuck up you stupid bitch shut the fuck up this is my fucking party
You're a big man aren't you? Big man
Oh I am and I guarantee I'll shove my fucking dick
Right in your fucking dirty fucking pussy you fucking bitch. Oh my
(Ayyyy, yuh yuh, ay, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Smoking the pack and you know that it's foreign
I had to import it
Bitch I'm not important
The lean yea I'm pouring
It's 8 in the morning
Pull up for the one time I leave yo ass snoring
I aim for yo organs
I strike when its storming
Yo lifespan is shortened
You pussies is boring
Yea this is your warning
I'm quick and I'm quiet yea just like a virus inside of a torrent
I'm flexin the jordans
I'm flyin I'm soarin
While I be recording
The coke that I snorted
Got me feeling classy I throw on a shirt gucci all on the collar
Bitch this ain't no lauren
You know that it's orange
I go to the storage
I'm kicking the door in
I'm taking yo foreskin
No your not hard bitch you trun to a ghost
Everytime that I come through the place you were born in like bro
Yo all I gotta say is I fucking hate white women...
Uhh equal rights equal fights bro
I'm bouta fade all of you white bitches on the spot lets go
I put one through his brain
Call it lobotomy like he insane
He shoulda known that his life was anane
I kick yo shit in they call me Lui Kang
AR-15 and that shit got some range
Yo homies are pussies that can't get no strange
You needa stay in your own fucking lane
Before I get pissed and spray out the pain
I send his soul, right down the drain
Painted the wall with alot of red stains
Full auto stick I don't need to aim
I link with his side and then with his main
I only blow down with mary jane
I'm tryna toke spot me a flame
I'm lookin too fly feel like a plane
These bitches basic they all act the same
Where's that joint at? Light that shit up
I go to the bank and I pull a mil out
Not my account instead I pull the drill out
Payday bitch tell the hostages "chill out"
You met the wrong fate call it an ill bout
Smoking that thraxx like I can not feel now
I steal your soul like you are not real now
This bitch not prayin but she gonna kneel down
Soon as she done I pull off and I peel out
(Uh)
Hold up run that back
Don't know how to act
One tap I'm too cracked
Keep these shells racked
You want smoke come catch this flak
Keep my mags stacked
9 Tucked in my slacks
I keep that heat packed
Over here we don't fuck with the opps
Look in my bag then I fold out the glock
You know that it's mean cause I took off the stock
I'm moving that gas right into my sock
You hit up my line but I got you blocked bitch
Pull up the block bitch
You on the block list
Yea you can't stop this
Yea you can't stop this
No you can't stop this
(What, OU)
No you can't stop this
(OU)
No you can't stop this
(Yuh)
Im keepin the glock bitch
(Yuh, yuh)
Im keepin the glock bitch
(Ay, what)
Smoking the pack and you know that it's foreign
I had to import it
Bitch I'm not important
The lean yea I'm pouring
It's 8 in the morning
Pull up for the one time I leave yo ass snoring
I aim for yo organs
I strike when its storming
Yo lifespan is shortened
You pussies is boring
Yea this is your warning
I'm quick and I'm quiet yea just like a virus inside of a torrent
I'm flexin the jordans
I'm flyin I'm soarin
While I be recording
The coke that I snorted
Got me feeling classy I throw on a shirt gucci all on the collar
Bitch this ain't no lauren
You know that it's orange
I go to the storage
I'm kicking the door in
I'm taking yo foreskin
No your not hard bitch you trun to a ghost
Everytime that I come through the place you were born in like bro
"Buddy, your words have zero effect on me...
Because I- oh really, I have zero fucking effect on you? Yea
How bout you go suck your husbands cock you fucking stupid cunt"
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Writer(s): D K
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