DE$t1KXLVZ - #GOTAPROBLEMWITHME?

I just got an opp hit, bitch, doesn't mean your shit
Trynna make me bite the curb, I'll make your wig split
Talking with your fingers, doesn't seem like you'll quit
Talk with your mouth instead, or I'll get your lip ripped
Stick shift, driftin in the whip, with the all black fit
Stop saying my raps are shit, do you got a problem with me
Your opinions don't mean shit, if you think you're bothering me
Yet you're still listening to my raps, bitch you're profiting me
Always crying for a feature, yeah, I ain't promising nun
Fuck all you haters, all you bitches are hoes
I only do this shit for myself, and the bros
Yeah, you'll never know the pain I go through, I won't show
Just cuz your salty doesn't mean you steal my flow
I just got an Opp hit, bitch, doesn't mean your shit
Tryna make me bite the curb, I'll make your wig split
Talking with your fingers, doesn't seem like you'll quit
Talk with your mouth instead, or I'll get your lip ripped
Stick shift, drifting in the whip, with the all black fit
Think I'm heating up, need an oven mitt
Just got an assist, now he doesn't exist, yeah
Never once, did I backstab my friends
They were always on my side, from the start to the end
It doesn't seem like you can get that get shit, in your head
Saying all that shit online, I got proof, if I leak it, then you're dead
Stop saying my raps are shit, do you got a problem with me
Your opinions don't mean shit, if you think you're bothering me
Yet you're still listening to my raps, bitch you're profiting me
Always crying for a feature, yeah, I ain't promising nun
Stop saying my raps are shit, do you got a problem with me
Your opinions don't mean shit, if you think you're bothering me
Yet you're still listening to my raps, bitch you're profiting me
Always crying for a feature, yeah, I ain't promising nun
Fuck all you haters, all you bitches are hoes
I only do this shit for myself, and the bros
Yeah, you'll never know the pain I go through, I won't show
Just cuz your salty doesn't mean you steal my flow
I just got an opp hit, bitch, doesn't mean your shit
Trynna make me bite the curb, I'll make your wig split
Talking with your fingers, doesn't seem like you'll quit
Talk with your mouth instead, or I'll get your lip ripped
Stick shift, drifting in the whip, with the all black fit
Think I'm heating up, need an oven mitt
Just got an assist, now he don't exist, yuh, uh

Written by:
Destin Kula

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