Grilling Niggas

Fathom
Aight, from the top
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
You b!tches ugly and dusty and none of yall matter
Money all on me Im feeling real flatter
Walk in this b!tch, straight drippin like I was tryna get to the toilet but I couldnt hold bladder
First class only when Im not on the jet
All the white folks keep breakin they neck
They tryna see if Im blacker than thread but Im covered in green, they like 'Look its Shrek!'
Bankteller sayin my sh!t froze (How?)
Pockets thick as hell like Lizzo (Wow)
Movin the beat like tracial (Damn)
If you piss me off its a sh!t show
Cause imma do some sh!t that you cant believe
Smack a b!tch into Christmas Eve (Uh-huh)
When I fight I do not pull weave
Only thing Im pullin out is teeth
Im wake the verse Im not gentle
That mean Im killing b!tches with the pencil (Oh wow)
Shawty better check my credentials, only time Im getting crossed is at the temple
Im a whole catch, come fetch me
Im a drop out so dont test me (Dont do it)
You got passed around to his bestie, that pu$$y burnin n!ggas like Pepsi
Imma invest, I bet youd never catch me waitin on a man to flip a quarter (I get it on my own)
N!ggas so thirsty, fvck me if I told em to, theyd probably drink Flint water
But they cant afford her, Im up in Georgia, next week Florida, cross the border
Then Aurora, such an explorer, I done been everywhere up on the map like Dora
Max out the card then I reload it back
Spent ten thousand when I walked in Saks
Body gettin snatched like a brazillian wax
They hate me cause I got what they lack
So they gon stare, say what you want I dont care
Bought new jeans I dont wear, cause the ass too fat its gon tear if its on there
I told him , 'back the fvck up'
Im already on, somebody finna get touched
B!tches talk but they dont ever do much
Im grilling n!ggas til they teeth get brushed
Snatched a couple n!ggas chains in the past they aint ever come around twice
But if they do, like a cold juice, n!ggas know to keep it light on the ice
Im with the gang with it, I bang with it
'Foo foo foo,' good aim with it
Yeah, I wipe a n!gga nose with it
Im shooting sh!t like cold with it (Bddah)
N!ggas know Im untouchable, n!ggas trippin no Lunchable
And I aint gotta twerk on 'the Gram' for a n!gga to think that Im fvckable (Not at all)
Im always in Dolce & Gabbana (Uh huh)
Everytime I touch down in Bahamas (Uh huh)
I swear to god I dont be caring (Uh huh)
My first name shouldve been Donna (Uh huh)
Im just tryna run up some commas ( Uh huh)
So you can miss me with the drama (What up?)
And the way that Im fvckin these n!ggas up, I might as well get me a condom
Hoes wanna wake up, do makeup, and dont even know how they look when they baked (Ugly as hell)
Face be lookin like a bunch of mashed potatoes gettin smashed on a plate (Hahahaha)
These rap b!tches suck and I dont give a fvck about none of the music they make
As long as they watchin they tone and Im not talkin bout gettin tan on a lake
And I swear to god these n!ggas crazy
Be doin the most to date me (Get the fvck back)
Be beatin n!ggas out they pants
But I still wont call em the baby
N!gga took me on a date then ask me to pay shoulda saw my face when I went in purse
But on the way out, since he act like a b!tch, I opened the door for him, ladies first
Ion got time for it, even if they watch said Tom Ford
B!tch yo hair aint full enough
Add another track like an encore
These hoes swear they dont play games
Well then Im sorry bro, but your hoes need to learn how to level up
Lil hoes need to play Mario
I run this sh!t like cardio
I tell who to conquer tho
Gimme my part for I rob for more
Runnin through your crib like the Maury show (Hahahaha)
Look, n!gga better be charge and go
Having soul , flying up in Baltimore
Moral of the story, these n!ggas pu$$y and I guess Im the reason why they water broke
Gang sh!t, b!tch