PeTTY

Tell 'em that I'm petty
Been that way since Pacetti

Bought the beat so you can't use it
Them rights you gon' lose it

Hit you with that takedown notice
It ain't bogus

Just cause I don't like you
Don't even gotta fight you

Just gotta be petty
Cut your career off like a machete

If it even was gonna takeoff
Amigo, you fake and soft

You ain't from the trap
Everything you say is all cap

You ain't getting money
Actually, that's really funny

Cause you live in public housing
That's the life you're espousing

Your girl have to pay for everything
I'm sure she paid for that ring

You can't even buy her a new vape
I did that with the sales of my tape

She with other dudes for a buck
You ain't thinking that they fuck?

$185 for a meet up
You know she got her feet up (You know she got her feet up)
Afterwards they put the seat up
You know, after it's beat up

Pathetic, cause your own death
Out of key, you're tone deaf

Don't know how you could put that out
And not have any doubt
About
What you put out

You and your homies is trash
That's why it's so easy to clash
All I have to do is bash
And burn you like ash

Leads to an easy victory
It's sick to me

I have to get down to your level
I do it better anyways, get on my level

Photoshoot with a can of Michelob Ultra
Bro so corny, stay out the fucking culture

Couldn't even buy it yourself
Couldn't even grab it from the shelf

When I was your age I was posing with a xan
But at least I didn't do a photoshoot with a can

The same one too
At this point, this is fun ouu

What else should we be discussing?
The fact you're from Palatka? Disgusting



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