Evil Nine - Impeccabella lyrics

Yo, come get ya mans. You want him back? Well here's your chance Yeah I might've got all up in his pants No time to entertain you fans Nah, I ain't co*ky But, name one n***a that can stop me And name another rapper that can top me Cause if I'm at the top then who's topping? Coldest spitter of these b**hes & n***as Talking that sh** then I'm pulling the trigger b**hes getting mad cause my pockets getting thicker And yes yes b**h my mouth can get slicker You're upset cause I'm pretty & petty Wouldn't understand cause my coins are heavy Your coins short & my coins steady n***a stand back cause I'm sure you're not ready Fall back cause I'm always ready Leave a hoe with one eye like her name was Fetty Piss on that b**h, yeah I'm serving R. Kelly And if you're looking for a verse hit me up on my celly! (x2) You already know, when I'm on the beat it's Impeccable (x4) Give it, get it, got it, GOOD! All you b**hes wish you could Get like me? You b**hes should Stunting on me? I wish you would Y'all n***as ain't never been around n***as start hiding when I come into town Talking sh**? I don't hear a sound Just like a basement, it's going down! Slaying b**hes by the pound I already won where the f** is my crown Competition? Lost... Never found Me winning? Sorry, it's bound! Beefing with me? You're sure to get clowned! b**h your shots? Just a rebound b**hes is my sons, I'm about to impound Going to the top! I'll never be downed Two flips of this long a** weave I got a couple of tricks up my sleeve HA! I got your man he don't wanna leave Slaying b**hes, families have to grieve b**hes is my sons, never had to concieve I'll be at the top, you don't have to believe! b**hes know they better not decieve I'll have b**hes feeling naive Now b**hes wanna throw shade! Same b**hes that never get paid f**ing with me they sure to get slayed! Her mans number? Already saved b**h, the way? I already paved At the bottom.. that's where she stayed Your mans text just got curved In the HOV lane, b**h better swerve And every look? It was a serve Throwing shots.. No Steph Curr(y) b**h I threw down with every look Got my own rules don't play by the book Evil b**h, your man can get took... Every rap I'll have b**hes SHOOK!