Silly bitch always talking bout Debbie ain't raw Debbie ain't real Debbie don't kill
Too trill I done told yall bitches ima show yall bitches no chill silly hoes know
Hating ass bitch a Debating ass bitch whatchu mad you ain't done nothing lately ass bitch
Hoe you hot that i pop bitch stop
I'm a gun off safety ass bitch Bang bang hoe
Bitch talking with my back turned
Always wanna smile in my face caught em taking my place girl stop Bitch freeze
Bitch please slap a hoe to the mouth
Lose taste talk now tho
Motherfucker tryna hit talk slick like im pitching my shit like i could pitch it underhand you can know exactly where its gonna land you ain't never hitting this shit motherfucker
I came in alone ima die alone
Don't call for a favour
All you're getting is a dial tone
And my stock going up you might wanna check the dow jones
Bitch I'm all the way up there ain't no pay cuts
Straight to majors they mad they ain't us
And now I'm like fuck that
They think I'm going crazy
Maybe that's what you made me
Maybe that's why these bitches salty and they love to hate me
They say my bars too vulgar
Hoe I'm just getting colder
And that's the way it is until i say its fucking over
Fuck that
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Radio station amazing they still ain't playing my shit they can never say they made my shit knowing god damn well these bitches can't fade my shit real shit bitch
Stupid hoe tryna tell me that i drink too much smoke too much joke too much so what hoe I'm dope too much take a dick you can choke on us whatchu thought hoe
Record label told me that my image ain't clean whatchu mean I'm the queen on the scene got the team in a dream kush and the lean fuck yall I'm still getting green whatchu talking bout
Every bitch saying Debbie ain't wrecking shit microphone checking shit killing every record shit got it going check a bitch teach a bitch a lesson shit you ain't gotta like it bitch to show you gon respect this shit
I came in alone ima die alone
Don't call for a favour
All you're getting is a dial tone
And my stock going up you might wanna check the dow jones
Bitch I'm all the way up there ain't no pay cuts
Straight to majors they mad they ain't us
And now I'm like fuck that
They think I'm going crazy
Maybe that's what you made me
Maybe that's why these bitches salty and they love to hate me
They say my bars too vulgar
Hoe I'm just getting colder
And that's the way it is until i say its fucking over
Fuck that
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