I Can't Believe It's Not Butter Lyrics

Y'all bitches ain't real

I can't believe it's not butter

And y'all phony

I can't believe the top gutter

Y'all niggas ridicule me 'cause my morals are important

Cut these bitches off like momma cut the pork

They say money make you change

They can't believe I got money

Ain't no spare change

No I'm not breaking my hundreds

Y'all wanna be Bruce Wayne with the underdog story

Sob story

You can't guilt trip me shorty

Add one more foot to 5'2", yes I'm a kaiju to these bitches

Free verse poetry, rap a haiku to these bitches

Evaporate when I shine, water cycle to these bitches

Never miss it when I'm serving, call it Haikyuu to these bitches

But

The bitch is minor

Somebody go find her

Because I think her nigga just hit me on Grindr

Let me remind her

I don't have to wait in line

Bitches wanna stunt, because they own something designer

But I bet she broke

Can you pay your light bill hoe

Can you feed you baby anything but Spaghetti O's

Little did you know

I got garlic roasted chicken on my stove

But I ain't fixing no plates 'cause

Y'all bitches ain't real

I can't believe it's not butter

And y'all phony

I can't believe the top gutter

Y'all niggas ridicule me 'cause my morals are important

Cut these bitches off like momma cut the pork

They say money make you change

They can't believe I got money

Ain't no spare change

No I'm not breaking my hundreds

Y'all wanna be Bruce Wayne with the underdog story

Sob story

You can't guilt trip me shorty

I be like mirror mirror on the wall

Who's the cuntiest of all

Bitches sleep like Propofol

Bitches want beef I serve it raw

Better learn to crawl before you walk

And y'all better read the room before you floss

Niggas spend their chips on me and bitches mad they're not chose

Because they're shallow and they're ran through like some potholes

I got flows and bars and jokes, I got more

Kick my feet up in the bed of his Tahoe

These bitches really mad 'cause of depravity

Hoes wake up starving for breakfast at Tiffany's

But ain't nothing she can eat in the vicinity

'Cause you know the rest

Y'all bitches ain't real

I can't believe it's not butter

And y'all phony

I can't believe the top gutter

Y'all niggas ridicule me 'cause my morals are important

Cut these bitches off like momma cut the pork