[Hook: Sir MiLo]
Don't be talking sh**
I do not condone, yet alone support gossip
If you do, you're on you're own and karma is a b**h
And you never what she could throw, simple as it gets (2x)
[Verse 1: Sir MiLo]
Gossip is the reason friendships end
And the bros over hoes bullsh** is full of pretend
I make amends, gender hopping isn't an option
Even when it comes to gossip
If the story's true of course leave it to that
No need to spark it to another pose
I know you have a life, so why should yapping be your hobby, huh b?
On Facebook leaving comments, sparking conflicts on my news feed
Prank calling your pose sh** is rachet, wild & booshy
Telling Shawna that Brianna f**ed Clarissa's baby father Johnathan and wore his red varsity cardigan
Said that Juan was acting wanton for wanting Wanton soup went on and on
Chinese man kicked him in the balls, super hard
Yelled in spanish, oh my god
Made him fight for respect from Devon who doesn't mean any harm
C'mon son! Look at the damage managed from planted your bomb
Minds are corrupted, friendships suffer from destruction
But you love it..
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Sir MiLo]
Synthetic n***as on my sh** list, what is this
TMZ was never in my school with this sh**
Bunch of b**hes telling me I'm bound to be on Lil Nicki's hit list
And my response is lick and grip a stick shift
Play with your p**y on that corner where you sit and lay
I don't mess around nor do I f** with him
I'll leave em' hanging loose from his arms, I'm a jungle gym
Your physicals in question
Wonder what that weight trainers done for you
I'm comfortable
Nicki looking frail
Wouldn't want to break a nail
Choose the wrong shawty, thought she wouldn't tat on your tail
There's an aroma I smell
My ears irritatant
I'm debating should I bench press a hater
f** it, I let it rock for a minute though it's tempting
See em' in the hallway thinking homie must be kidding, he kitten
Fighting, of course I'm with it
He's getting buff in front of his pose
See he's with it as well
I could tell he was ga**ed something like the stench I pa**ed
Nick is an a**
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Sir MiLo]
Damn, these n***as weren't kidding
When they said it's all about he say she say
Well I say, f** you
No offense
I have a short temper
I'm as hostel as the hotel
Since everyone knows my business
Its only right that I smell whose up to it
Maybe a little whiff a slice sniff
Could lead me to the culprit, man
Why does my name have to be mentioned if it isn't good for business
I rather invest in deals that will lead me to the right direction
I left it to the others to respect me and I'm tempted
To go upside your head mentioned in personal business
b**h don't k** my vibe
Your body language replies
You're the one that chooses sides
In fact, I wouldn't tell you even if you were on mine
Yeah, I see you as a brother but you tend to leak my life to the public
So do me a favor, if I'm not comfortable tellin'
Please spare me the pleading and begging, I'm begging ya..
[Hook]