Set the Tone
I hate for one of you bitches to think you shit on me
I came in quiet on my one up ain't no need for me
To tell you about all my business like are you shitting me
I made you get on your knees and lick me all over please
Baby don't play with me like I do not have the receipts
I shit on bitches for fun and I don't mean literally
She fuck me good and gimme head like oh yea she play for keeps
Ain't going no where no time soon so baby take a seat
I came back double on them quick and now I triple fees
I gone fly private on a jet one day God help me please
I'm in my zone not goin home like man who stopping me
Oh shit that's quick I going up and I just stepped on scene
I really lit they wan't me rapping on they song's and beats
I can not gas her when we fucking bitch a sneaky link
Can't make her feel too good because she get outta line on me
Standing on necks each chance I get because this shit fun to me
And we keep going until we see the top
Ain't nothing in my way to stop me
Grinding so hard I swear I got it
Keep going up because I know they watching
Keep that shit tucked in his pockets
Anything I need go in his wallet
Baby boy said it ain't tricking if you got it
Send the racks to my main deposit
Big cocky bitch who woulda thought she woulda rapped on beats
Like wait a minute bitch we thought that all you did was clean
I do it all ain't in no box because I'm gone break the seams
Won't mention no names in no song because when they listening
They know I rapping about the times they tried to shit on me
They tried to cross me out when I thought they was down for me
Like I was down for them when they had needed anything
They trying to spin the block but now they can't get close to me
No need to talk about your problems and what the fuck you need
I won't be here for long lil baby just a little fling
I never asking for no slice the cake belong to me
Popping my shit I got the sauce and got the self esteem
They can not all come to the top I had to cut some strings
Won't let them back into my circle now they wanna beef
How can we beef lil baby you the one that needed me
And we keep going till we see the top
Ain't nothing in my way to stop me
Grinding so hard I swear I got it
Keep going up because I know they watching
Keep that shit tucked in his pockets
Anything I need go in his wallet
Baby boy said it ain't tricking if you got it
Send the racks to my main deposit
They tryna come back now they see me doing bigger things
Maybe if bitches was as real as how they make it seem
We coulda looked past all the bull shit and the little things
But no they capping on the net like they was good to me
They make me look like the bad person and the enemy
Like I the one who did the shysty and the grimey things
But out of luck I give no fucks bout what the next hoe think
Like be for real when was the last time I need anything
Not stopping shit so you can say what all the fuck you need
As if they gone fuck with you more just because you hating me
Don't got to gas me up I know I doing my fucking thing
I came in quiet on my one up ain't no need for me
To tell you about all my business like are you shitting me
I made you get on your knees and lick me all over please
Baby don't play with me like I do not have the receipts
I shit on bitches for fun and I don't mean literally
She fuck me good and gimme head like oh yea she play for keeps
Ain't going no where no time soon so baby take a seat
I came back double on them quick and now I triple fees
I gone fly private on a jet one day God help me please
I'm in my zone not goin home like man who stopping me
Oh shit that's quick I going up and I just stepped on scene
I really lit they wan't me rapping on they song's and beats
I can not gas her when we fucking bitch a sneaky link
Can't make her feel too good because she get outta line on me
Standing on necks each chance I get because this shit fun to me
And we keep going until we see the top
Ain't nothing in my way to stop me
Grinding so hard I swear I got it
Keep going up because I know they watching
Keep that shit tucked in his pockets
Anything I need go in his wallet
Baby boy said it ain't tricking if you got it
Send the racks to my main deposit
Big cocky bitch who woulda thought she woulda rapped on beats
Like wait a minute bitch we thought that all you did was clean
I do it all ain't in no box because I'm gone break the seams
Won't mention no names in no song because when they listening
They know I rapping about the times they tried to shit on me
They tried to cross me out when I thought they was down for me
Like I was down for them when they had needed anything
They trying to spin the block but now they can't get close to me
No need to talk about your problems and what the fuck you need
I won't be here for long lil baby just a little fling
I never asking for no slice the cake belong to me
Popping my shit I got the sauce and got the self esteem
They can not all come to the top I had to cut some strings
Won't let them back into my circle now they wanna beef
How can we beef lil baby you the one that needed me
And we keep going till we see the top
Ain't nothing in my way to stop me
Grinding so hard I swear I got it
Keep going up because I know they watching
Keep that shit tucked in his pockets
Anything I need go in his wallet
Baby boy said it ain't tricking if you got it
Send the racks to my main deposit
They tryna come back now they see me doing bigger things
Maybe if bitches was as real as how they make it seem
We coulda looked past all the bull shit and the little things
But no they capping on the net like they was good to me
They make me look like the bad person and the enemy
Like I the one who did the shysty and the grimey things
But out of luck I give no fucks bout what the next hoe think
Like be for real when was the last time I need anything
Not stopping shit so you can say what all the fuck you need
As if they gone fuck with you more just because you hating me
Don't got to gas me up I know I doing my fucking thing
Credits
Writer(s): Kavaisha Myers
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