BE LIKE DAT

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I'm not tripping, I don't wan' be like that
 
I'm in a bind, she a freak with that
 
I can't even lie, I can't realize that
 
She never loved me, she ain't feelin' that
 
I just want the money, I'm not feelin' bad
 
These bitches be funny, yeah, they stay being mad
 
 
 
Tummy get gummy, why these hoes on my ass?
 
I'm makin' money, I'm gettin' racks and stacks
 
These bitches all be pussies, I didn't even ask
 
Bubble fuckin' Guppies, I'ma get the cash
 
Got nobody who loves me, not even my dad
 
And these hoes know shit gets bloody, peace at last
 
I just wanna study, these bitches got me mad
 
We cannot be buddies, go 'head, call a cab
 
She so lovey-dovey in the back of the 'Bach
 
We up in Kentucky, we stayin' strapped
 
Shit might get ugly so you might wanna get back
 
I feel like I'm Sunny, Omori behind my back
 
You think I'm a dummy, well, that's too sad
 
My memories fuzzy, and you're fuckin' glad
 
You sweet just like honey, but you make me mad
 
Mama said I'm lucky, it don't feel like that
 
You not really lovely, these bitches lack
 
I'm where it be muddy, you got me down bad
 
I was ridin' in a Buggy, now I got the 'Bach
 
Run 'way like a bunny, RIP my Paps
 
Why these hoes so fussy? I'm an artifact
 
Play with hoes like putty, give 'em heart attacks
 
Nose be fuckin' runny, I'ma maniac
 
Why these bitches crummy? They just wan' backstab
 
Bitches tried to mug me, I pulled out my MAC
 
No, lil' bitch, can't fuck me, no time to chat
 
This lean be real yummy, where the fuck they at?
 
These bitches so yucky, I need to leave ASAP
 
You won't get shit from me, I subtract and add
 
You act like you're clumsy, thought we had a pact
 
Wrapped like a mummy, bitch, thought we would last
 
Shooting up these dummies, we not playing tag
 
My mama be so grumpy, they be speakin' cap
 
I been gettin' comfy, everybody clap
 
She call me her hubby, I don't agree with that
 
I got the weed gummies, bitches talkin' trash
 
You can't overcome me, I'm too fuckin' rad
 
You bitches so scummy, you know you get smacked
 
Get yo' head just bashed, get yo' face just slapped
 
Fuck her from the back, then I go attack
 
Got me a golden plaque, never cuttin' you no slack
 
I was high off the crack, uh, I don't stay with the pack
 
Yeah, these bitches don't like my tracks
 
3 bitches who be on my ass, I done had to go shoot Jack
 
Why the fuck you want me dead? My heart, it be way too black
 
I can't even feel my face, I just sit up in this shack
 
I know you might get maced, heart black like its name's Kodak
 
 
 
I'm not tripping, I don't wan' be like that
 
I'm in a bind, she a freak with that
 
I can't even lie, I can't realize that
 
She never loved me, she ain't feelin' that
 
I just want the money, I'm not feelin' bad
 
These bitches be funny, yeah, they stay being mad
 
 
 
I don't care if you go backtrack, my MAC I flash
 
Give hoes heart attacks, RIP 2Pac, uh, we up in Chi-Raq
 
All I want is dough, do not piggyback
 
Off of my success, bitch, that shit's a throwback
 
And I can't go back, thought you'd know that
 
Now I'm sippin' 'Gnac, and we all out back
 
These hoes wan' hijack, cut trees like a Lumberjack
 
Fuck you and your hoes, I know you ransacked
 
All of my fuckin' clothes, you bitches wack
 
You gon' get whacked, I got the knicks and the knacks
 
Askin' me 'bout my zodiac, gettin' the dough, slap 'em with a thwack
 
You a lil' twerp, you yap and you yap
 
You say you're hurt but we know that's an act
 
These bitches get burned, I just cut contact
 
Now these bitches be jerks, yeah, that be a fact
 
I'ma go berserk, she took what I had
 
And now she fuckin' smirks, she left an impact
 
Could shit get any worse? Yeah, to be exact
 
And I woke up in a hearse, my heart I extract
 
These bitches are the worst, these hoes I attract
 
And these hoes just lurk, talkin' 'bout my raps
 
I ain't even concerned, I do not interact
 
I been givin' burns, hope these hoes don't react
 
I hope that it hurts, 'cause you know I adapt
 
I'm with my bitches in my habitat
 
These hoes all be snitches and they can't get cracked
 
Her friends all be witches I gotta counteract
 
Why these hoes be wishin' for my death to enact?
 
Why they be dissing? They can't even subtract
 
I know that you miss this, you wish you had what I have
 
You-you wish you had, what-what I have..
 
Uh, these bitches need to unpack, I been runnin' laps
 
These hoes always overreact, I'ma go take a nap
 
I'ma wear my black slacks, get the dough, to the max
 
Watch your shit just collapse...
 
 
 
I'm not tripping, I don't wan' be like that
 
I'm in a bind, she a freak with that
 
I can't even lie, I can't realize that
 
She never loved me, she ain't feelin' that
 
I just want the money, I'm not feelin' bad
 
These bitches be funny, yeah, they stay being mad

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