Bitch
You eatin' crumbs in a glass house
You a bum in yo glass house
You look dumb in that glass house
Knowin damn well I'm out here throwin' rocks at it
You eatin' crumbs in a glass house
You a bum in yo glass house
You look dumb in that glass house
Knowin damn well I'm out here throwin' rocks at it
I'm out here throwin rocks at it
Fuckin' up vibe wit' a whole lock and load cannon
Old man standing rap better than ya homies
If you really think you 'bout it
Step out and try to show me
If you really think you 'bout it
That's proof that y'all don't know me
If you knew me then you'd know that if you rap then you below me
Only rappers in my category's average in their 40's
And they vetted in the war that I was born into and formed in
Bitch
You eatin' crumbs in a glass house
You a bum in yo glass house
You look dumb in that glass house
Knowin damn well I'm out here throwin' rocks at it
You eatin' crumbs in a glass house
You a bum in yo glass house
You look dumb in that glass house
Knowin damn well I'm out here throwin' rocks at it
You ever listen to a rapper
Then you reach out for a feature
Right before you learn about how they're a dork ass incel?
So then you gotta give a sentence, offering repentance
From behind solid bars
Like how the door slam in cells
Of course you still living rent free in that girl's mind
You should've let it go after she blocked you the third time
Now Ion give a fuck if you fuck wit the Wu-Tang Clan
I get a rapper worth nun-chucked like Liu Kang hand
And Ion give a fuck what he wearin' He not as dope as this
Y'all thought I's all ass but I'm underrated as Oprah's tits
Motorboat the clit then the motion roll like a stolen whip
Told her roll or flip then I blew it out like a posted crip
Motorola Razr your wrist, 2006 'n shit
Huge amounts of fibbin' get Fibonacci's the dizziest
The horny shit across my mind is Jesus on the crucifix
And you'd amount to dick wit' a zipper stripping ya pussy lips