Bitcht
D-Twist & Ar'Davis Tha Artist
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Watch your mouth when you approachin' me Talkin' demon-like, I dim your light in front of company No deceivin' right, I'm drivin' straight inside your pedigree I poured the water out, the Horror scene is what I'm summonin Talk about a menace, recognize the mind that was omitted Now my pockets got a patch of your percentage Look, I notice that your shine is limited Me get too many infinite, plus we mob like infamous You was never the plug, you get money in increments It get slimy amphibians, I ain't kittin' no Peter Pan I'm a motherfuckin' veteran, analyzin' the analysts I don't pander with panelists, I just charge them for damages You was never that nigga, I'm the one you not better than I invented the sound, I'm a Black Thomas Edison Keep it crew like I'm Jesus, so I excel at succeedin All my homies upliftin' and ain't no Judas' neither I leave you holy like deacons, you mess with Bri-Bri or Phoenix Keep two Glockies, they twins, that's Serena and Venus Clouts a hell of a drug, you might overdose on it I'll make you suffer defeat, like Mayweather's opponent Flow like a fucked up order, man, I don't even want it Like Nick Cannon, ex-wife, everything I do highly noted Bitch Watch they eyes, you see the hiccups Often they speak in tongues when the ho in them start to slip up Lookin' hard for a power, to cosign off on they methods Showin' that you a bitch and a commentary investment Let me rob this bitch, deception now F*ck a time commitment, walkin' bomb intention Follow mine, intertwine commission Ain't no pilot missin', cut the line Ain't no common gem carve in a monument Quit talkin' like your pattern predates the power of the dawn of sin I told him not to toggle with that crock inside that water Now you tied to a tooth, a ball and a chain Now I don't let no sympathy coincide with the disbelief Niggas hide for the ministry, niggas hoes in this game Let's talk about it, I pick they pride as a picket sign Niggas propaganda, leave them slantin' at the finish line I'm not gon' walk around, I'll stomp the ground like it's some shit behind you Better fix your face and know your place and keep your bitch in line Her nose is rocked, I get it now You niggas harmonized the plagiarized You niggas hand-me-downs, you use your partners 9 as camouflage Bet you won't spin around Big talk that's midget gets minimized I put that fido inside a crate with midal With a vodka bottle, nigga If a nigga talk is stupid, then I make him kiss some uppercuts I never been a gangster for my family, I get tough as f*ck If we go bar for bar, what make you think you could compare to us I gotta ask for I.D. cause obviously you drunk as f*ck My ex be tryna link but I thinking like what's done is done These niggas act get funny every scene, we don't keep naked and guns I got plenty of albums, wanna be lit then go and copy one You put me underwater, I torpedo, then I rocket up Stuffed crust, extra cheese, my bank pizza hut She call me papa when I give her Johnson Swallow when I'm done, I might go play some dominoes Mmm, man, I'm lying cause screaming out numbers To niggas that don't drop ain't really fun Bitch
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