Bodied Lyrics

Ooo You don't like me? bitch it's whatever

Gotta attitude like i'm McGregor

Fuck outta my face, gotta temper

Ima beat your ass in a stretcher

Applying pressure, they want drama

Fuck your bitch then sayonara

What's the issue, what's the problem

You can have her, i don't want her

Pay me my respect

Borderline obsessed

With being the best

Yup i know

Say i'm to depressed

But i chop like tech

No ones ever guessed

I got flow

Take another step

I'll go at your neck

And put you to rest

Six feet low

Better come correct

If you disrespect

My dogs down to fetch

Get him yo

We want sad sik world music, pfft not today

Money bag yo, i got time today

I can smell a pussy a mile away

I'm boutta crash thru the game like a tidal wave

And blow up like metal in microwave

Inside your safe, don't gamble your life away

The samurai of rap ima slice ya face (Hya)

Please step aside while i body the beat

Why do you rappers keep copying me

I see you fake accounts following me

You're hella insecure, obviously

Keep hiding from me, keep hiding your hand

I know deep down, that you are a fan

You see the plays and you see the stans

You know who i am?

I got bad bitches asking for follow backs

I got my ex's texting to call them back

I got strangers asking for autographs

I got drip, yall see where's the water at

I got all of that, i want more

My careers about to jump like parkour

Can't wait for day that i go on tour

I'ma rage on stage and raise the dang floor

And to you rappers asking me to open

God i am so sick of you

How can i open up for your show, when i am bigger then you

Tryna eat off my plate, you artist are fake

That's why i don't i kick with you

You just wanna get paid, always tryna take, yeah that's that gold digger in you

I know the feeling of being on top

And i know the feeling of feeling the drop

And i know the feeling of having to crop

People out your pics, who turn to an opp

Now they see i'm hot, they wish i would flop

You lames getting blocked, the genius who plots

I'm watching you rot, i can not be stopped (Can not be stopped stopped)

Ooo You don't like me? bitch it's whatever

Gotta attitude like i'm McGregor

Fuck outta my face, gotta temper

Ima beat your ass in a stretcher

Applying pressure, they want drama

Fuck your bitch then sayonara

What's the issue, what's the problem

You can have her, i don't want her

Pay me my respect

Borderline obsessed

With being the best

Yup i know

Say i'm to depressed

But i chop like tech

No ones ever guessed

I got flow

Take another step

I'll go at your neck

And put you to rest

Six feet low

Better come correct

If you disrespect

My dogs down to fetch

Get him yo