CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : #NoTrace
I-I'ma go f**k someone better
I'ma f**k someone worth cheddar
I know I gotta go get her
She touching up on my Beretta
That's leverage and I'm a bad b*t*h
And i got real green like cabbage
Yo girl she think you average
No cap I'm a real life savage
My n***a I'm moving fast
No time for a**
If you say slick sh*t then I gotta blast
Gotta blast? man I gotta blast
Gotta be quick sh*t man I gotta pa**
All of you pu**y a** cappas that's talking bout doing this doing that
N***a y'all wack
Worried bout mine I don't care for you rappers that's talking bout hoes and gats
All of y'all cap
Who the f**k you think you talking to? pu**y boy better tuck your shirt in
Wanna picture with the squad but you gotta work boy you gotta earn it
I see all this hate they spewing from they mouth i wonder what they talk about
That pu**y boy said I fell off he still working at taco bell
Head it stay straight don't got time for distractions
I ignore the hate I don't hand out reactions
Made sure n***as ate I been full of compa**ion
Cause when I was eight I was begging for rations
Bro told me go off I had to go do it
I'm spitting out verses these n***as they chew it
These n***as they chew it
They eat it up they eat it up
My meat in they mouth- I'm eating her out b*t*h
How could you say that I'm talent-less?
Everything that I put out is astounding
I got like 4 or 5 dots aimed at your head..
I'm at your crib yo b*t*h giving me head
Text me she love me I leave her on read
We told you before we making this bread
So go ahead, I guess ill listen instead
Sending shots at yo kickback n***a you pu**y
Sitting on songs send em to her she gushy
She liking the voice half gay she a hippie
She try to act Coy no Leray like I'm Trippie
If he wanna talk than B's to the face
Magazines loaded twin gripping the k
Don't want no violence don't wanna have case
If u wanna talk sh*t then we leave no trace
Fetch me their souls
Humiliation
I'ma f**k someone worth cheddar
I know I gotta go get her
She touching up on my Beretta
That's leverage and I'm a bad b*t*h
And i got real green like cabbage
Yo girl she think you average
No cap I'm a real life savage
My n***a I'm moving fast
No time for a**
If you say slick sh*t then I gotta blast
Gotta blast? man I gotta blast
Gotta be quick sh*t man I gotta pa**
All of you pu**y a** cappas that's talking bout doing this doing that
N***a y'all wack
Worried bout mine I don't care for you rappers that's talking bout hoes and gats
All of y'all cap
Who the f**k you think you talking to? pu**y boy better tuck your shirt in
Wanna picture with the squad but you gotta work boy you gotta earn it
I see all this hate they spewing from they mouth i wonder what they talk about
That pu**y boy said I fell off he still working at taco bell
Head it stay straight don't got time for distractions
I ignore the hate I don't hand out reactions
Made sure n***as ate I been full of compa**ion
Cause when I was eight I was begging for rations
Bro told me go off I had to go do it
I'm spitting out verses these n***as they chew it
These n***as they chew it
They eat it up they eat it up
My meat in they mouth- I'm eating her out b*t*h
How could you say that I'm talent-less?
Everything that I put out is astounding
I got like 4 or 5 dots aimed at your head..
I'm at your crib yo b*t*h giving me head
Text me she love me I leave her on read
We told you before we making this bread
So go ahead, I guess ill listen instead
Sending shots at yo kickback n***a you pu**y
Sitting on songs send em to her she gushy
She liking the voice half gay she a hippie
She try to act Coy no Leray like I'm Trippie
If he wanna talk than B's to the face
Magazines loaded twin gripping the k
Don't want no violence don't wanna have case
If u wanna talk sh*t then we leave no trace
Fetch me their souls
Humiliation
