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gnaw, the rapper - dollar tree lyrics

[chorus]
b-tch, i f-ck a check up at the dollar tree
i gotta be
the cheapest muhf-cka that you’ve ever seen
don’t mess with me
i desperately been tryna’ find
the recipe
‘cuz we ain’t really eatin’ homie
we just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
we spendin’ less out of necessity
we clippin’ h-lla bands of paper pieces
for the specials, see
my wallet never dippin’ with the
hundreds or the density
so when i see your dividends
my eyes are drippin’ jealousy

[verse 1]
sniffle and give it a shot
spittin’ it sick with the snot
been tryna’ p-ss in a pot
b-tch i am lit like a watt
critical hit with a chop
thunder attack when i hop
on a beat that i do wanna cop
b-tch, i’m the cream of the crop
dammit i hit it so savagely
ain’t gon’ run out of batteries
duracell up in my cranium
no wonder i hit it so rabidly
foam at the mouth, i don’t get out the house
imma lose all my sanity, tragedy
drop all your doubts, i’m a king with the crown
i decree “k!ll the game with my cavalry”

[chorus]
b-tch, i f-ck a check up at the dollar tree
i gotta be
the cheapest muhf-cka that you’ve ever seen
don’t mess with me
i desperately been tryna’ find
the recipe
‘cuz we ain’t really eatin homie
we just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
we spendin’ less out of necessity
we clippin’ h-lla bands of paper pieces
for the specials, see
my wallet never dippin’ with the
hundreds or the density
so when i see your dividends
my eyes are drippin’ jealousy

[verse 2]
sinners are born with a talent of winnin
and you know i’m losin’ the battle
runnin my mouth at 1000 per hour then
startin the beef with the cattle
stoppin’ ’em dead in they tracks
k!llin’ ’em dead with the facts
they know that i’m a producer
and all of them p-ssies’ the cast
come in the game with a mask
fakin’ and makin’ it fast
stay in your lane while i p-ss
almost got fame in my grasp
choke-hold, hundred-fold
what i’m tryna’ am-ss
so cold, winter gold
ice in the form of a rap

[chorus]
b-tch i f-ck a check up at the dollar tree
i gotta be
the cheapest muhf-cka that you’ve ever seen
don’t mess with me
i desperately been tryna’ find
the recipe
‘cuz we ain’t really eatin homie
we just sprinkle noodles with the sesame
we spendin’ less out of necessity
we clippin’ h-lla bands of paper pieces
for the specials, see
my wallet never dippin’ with the
hundreds or the density
so when i see your dividends
my eyes are drippin’ jealousy

- gnaw the rapper lyrics

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