SIMON. (Freestyle) (feat. Jayling)

I put a hoe in a hearse
None of you rappers know nothing and that's why you struggling to write a verse
I don't gotta ask you niggas for nothing, you know that I put in the work
Bitch, I'm in charge, I always come first
Murdering rappers, got blood on my shirt
I be tired of dragging niggas in the dirt

You bitches pay to perform,
Bitch, I get paid to perform
I got my own shit,
You bitches sleep in a dorm
I never gave a fuck,
I never gotta do porn
I just been shittin' on all you rap bitches, and that's from the day I was born (Ayo, Ayo, Ayo)

Ayo, Drako (Ayo, Drako)
Lemme tag a bitch (Yeah, lemme tag a bitch)
Cause some of you hoes on that cappin' shit
I am not letting you bitches get one up on me, man, that shit is not happening
How you gon' say niggas itching and burning, and all of a sudden you a activist?

Hm, Backwards bitch
That's backwards, bitch
Trash as fuck
That's why they laughing, bitch (Aha)
And I won't feel bad for shit
Matter fact, after this
That'll be your first and last time playing this game like you Kappernick

They think they can shit on me, but I have higher tolerance
You talk shit 'bout her music, now you all up in her audience
I got these bitches shaking in they platforms and it's obvious
And I ain't fat, but I put hoes to (Shame) soon as I (Body) shit

All these niggas do is hate
Mad because I'm doing great
Heard your kicks was cheap
Bitch, is it Temu, is it DHGate?
They know I don't fuckin' play
Throwing subs your fuckin' way (Subway)
I can't never lose, bitch I been getting dubs all fucking day

Name a rap bitch working on two projects at the same time
They cannot be different, trying to argue with the same rhymes
So much cash, I'm getting paper cuts, just like I'm Gam3Time
Hoes don't hold no money or no weight, that's why they waste time

I do my own shit, give a fuck 'bout these bridges burning
You gettin' all these streams, but could never withdraw your earnings?
Some rappers did me dirty, I'm watching them tables turning
These hoes cannot say shit 'bout my title, because I earned it

You rappers know I'm a prodigy, my behavior is mindless
Swing on bitches like Rollie, that shit is timeless (Rolex)
Turned my back on hoes that was talking shit behind it
And now they doing what I say
Just call me Simon

I put these rappers on shirts
She finally catch up (Ketchup), ya bitch is a Hertz
Thinking he poppin' but coming for me? Man, damn, this bitch off a perc
Finally first, finally worse
If I'm at ya neck, bitch they trying to see if that pen finally works

Y'all got her gassed, I'll end lil baby like abortions
Type to think he eatin', gotta watch out for ya portions
Niggas said they big, thought they was talking 'bout proportions
Whole crew mugging, face twisted like contortions

Bitch, I'm gorgeous, I ain't never opened FaceTune
It's a wrap for ya shit, tell him face tombs
Battle rap these niggas? When they can't face fumes?
I tell her welcome back to the smack like the Mase tune

I seen the pictures, finally glad these bitches found they lace
No more running after beats, these niggas found they pace
Square nigga, only right you got that boxy waist
I tell 'em listen, do exactly what this Simon say

Simon says, Simon says, Simon says
Man Simon says, Simon says, Simon says
Cause Simon says, bitches dead

(Barbii) Uh!
Lotta bricks, lotta bricks, like aye
Pop up on a bitch with the stick, like, "Hey!"
Niggas want my time, they ain't getting it today
Niggas want the rhymes, they ain't getting shit today
Uh, you a bird, you a bird
I just got the word, got the word
Thinking you the shit, you a turd
Simon says, drop something chart-climbin'
That ain't even fair, Simon