[Intro.]
It's Young Gypsy in this b**h
I don't like
There's a lotta sh** in this f** a** world that I don't like
But, you know. Angel Haze
[Verse 1: Angel Haze]
Look, f** all these b**h a** n***as and these b**h a** b**hes, don't f** with these trick a** n***as
Always wanna talk about your whips and a b**h and how he quick to click, clack, hit that trigger
None of y'all n***as fit in that picture, only sh** you smoke is in that swisher
Talk about your scene where you been for the sales and the green and I mean all that sh** that figures
Always seem to wonder how it gets that way. How living a lie becomes the sh** that pays
How the wonder of the color for a stupid motherf**er and it never really enough until it gets that grey
Black is perilous, it's just that shade
Hold up n***a, drop my beat
How the f** you live in a world where ever since birth you were meant to not succeed?
Idolizing n***as that will die behind a n***a that was lied to a n***a that will not succeed
Idolizing b**hes that will rely to other b**hes that pretend about their sh**, but did not succeed
I'm simply an informant the cycle of the garn that was introduced by some n***as that you should not believe
Basically, all the n***as you look up to looked up to a n***a that did not succeed
Anyway, I'm ham on these motherf**ers
Stomping on their face, toejam on these motherf**ers
Get me mad enough, I'll cloak and dagger up. Say church, amen, lay hands on these motherf**ers
All I do is talk that real sh**, no really, I'm 'bout that real sh**
Walk up in the spot, b**hes fiend for my presence cause they've never felt the essence of a real b**h
Whoop, whoop, real b**h. Whoop, whoop, real sh**
I'm out here on that trill sh**, flow wetter than some seal lips
I'm in this b**h like all day, f** these b**hes like always
Ain't one b**h out that can step to the kid
I'll k** them and have them drawn like Paul Frank
Shook ones, I know that you shook son
I see you eating at your card like a book worm
Jealous ones f**ing envy, good and f**ing plenty
A hating a** b**h is some sh** I don't like and I ain't got that in me
In me, I ain't got that in me
I don't need no friends, ho. I'm not f**ing friendly
I don't f** around ho, I get ratchet quickly
b**hes, not out here f**ing with me
Weak a** b**hes that's out in the world and I don't like that plenty
Funny. I don't like you anyway
You f**ing s**, I'll murder you like any day
b**h, f** off