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Ayo, weak bitches stay trying to sneak diss
I really think they want to give my fat ass a sweet kiss
It's obvious
Talentless hoes got nothing to show
All that whack coochie that they sold
Amounted to what though
I speak the truth and they mad at it
They put up a front and work ass backwards
Come on breathe why you acting so asthmatic
I see you fiending
Jesus Christ I gave you all something to believe in
The pen God praise me like deacons
You weekday I'm weekend
You very bland I'm seasoning
Achoo so rude
Bless me when I'm sneezing
Lia wins I am declaring it
You mad I picked up the crown
But nobody was wearing it nigga

Lets back to talking about what really matters
There's only one thing in the world that really matters
Come on now its me

I'm going up
Like a stiff dick
But these bitches ain't fucking with me cause I'm a real chic
I'm going up
Blast off
Bronx chic
Really rapping her ass off

I know they know that I ain't never giving up
I murder the mic every time my fingers pick it up
They amazed by the way these niggas really feeling her
Can't duplicate the wyn I'm on 10
Yeah I'm going up
Up up up
It's Lia Wyn Lia Wyn It's Lia Wyn
I kill them I kill them I kill them again and again



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Writer(s): Natalia Wynter
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