NY Bangers - 52 Bars lyrics

In my zone Dodging all these bullets that these b**hes throwing How she got the time to talk about me when she always blowing? sh** is sad and I ain't tryna argue with a bunch of hoes You tryna flex like you the sh**, but b**h, you never wash your clothes I'm never patient, b**h you got a boyfriend, why you s**ing dick? I'll tell you to your face that you a who*e, so why you tryna trip? f** you and that other dyke so please don't let me catch you slip Make you disappear, I had the city doing magic tricks I'm going in, how you think you popping? You ain't fit my schedule