lil kori - battle for bitches lyrics
[intro: j.c the rapper]
hey, something is burning around here (so you used a condom, right?)
(young dope boy, b+tch) the f+ck’s a condom?
sorry boys, j.c took my virginity
[verse 1: j.c the rapper & lil kori]
battle for b+tches, you never know when
she takin’ yo’ money that you cannot expend
i’m the whitest of n+ggas, b+tch i am a blend
and i’m eatin’ her ass and i cannot pretend
i got so many jobs ’cause i’m a breadwinner
yo’ ass is on easy mode, b+tch you a beginner
i made your [?] and i use just one finger
i’m j.c the rapper, that fat+ass n+gga
cheeky wig on yo’ ass in yo’ muh’f+ckin’ grave
then we all have a party, a muh’f+ckin’ rave
and i’m hittin’ that blunt, and i’m chillin’ all day
until n+ggas get up in my muh’f+ckin’ facе
if you got a problem, n+gga we can solve it
dissolvе on a n+gga ’cause i’m usin’ solvent
i love usin’ science, math ain’t solve sh+t
f+ck r+t+rded+ass n+ggas callin’ me a dumb jit
i don’t give a f+ck if you’re callin’ me a loser
’cause i don’t get offended or mad at you toolers
i said n+word on live and [?] a n+gga neutered
and if you can’t handle it, go back to weenie hut jr, b+tch (ayy, ayy, ayy)
(curse you, kori the finesse kid!)
[verse 2: lil kori, j.c the rapper & avodaboii]
smokin’ seaweed with my n+gga bob (bob)
i’m eatin’ her ass like it’s corn on the cob
b+tch it’s lil kori, i came from the mob
she callin’ me daddy, b+tch where is yo’ mom? ayy (where is she?)
cartoon [?] so i’m pullin’ them hoes (ayy)
she just wanna buy some, she really ain’t broke (ayy, what?)
d+ck in her mouth and i made that b+tch choke
the glock on my hip make a f+ck n+gga croak
and after we f+cked, that b+tch got vertigo
i’m smokin’ that blue gas, that sh+t indigo
f+ckin’ with j.c, that n+gga is high as sh+t
yeah i pull up and then light me a kike and sh+t
shut the f+ck off and get off my verse
stupid+ass n+ggas, they just be the worst
b+tch i’m almost done with this stupid+ass verse
battle for b+tches, i’m puttin’ in work, swag
that b+tch is a sl+t, call her the nutcracker (cracker)
kori and j.c on the track, it’s a slapper (slapper)
stackin’ up the chips, but i’m not gettin’ fatter (yeah man, yeah man)
call her sandy cheeks ’cause the way that i clapped her (avo, what you talkin’ ’bout?)
avo, you’re such a [?] (avo, swag)
[verse 3: avodaboii]
me and [?], i f+ck on yo’ mans
i been lovin’ milfs ’cause they got some nice cans
basic white thot and she rockin’ vans
y’all talk on my name but i know y’all some fans
her boyfriend is mad ’cause turned her to a stan
i like my b+tches white like they from the klan
if slxrppy cross me, he get popped like a xan
[?] nice dude, don’t give a f+ck if they a man
i’ll do a thot dirty but i ain’t talkin’ ’bout dan
this on j.c, shorten your lifespan
f+ck that n+gga slxrppy, but got kids in my van
call me logan paul, you [?] j+pan
man you can’t leave these rappers all a part of the plan
you versus me, think you riskin’ yo’ life
i love all women, i do not have a type
i’m sniffin’ her panties, now i’m higher than a kite
can’t make it bigger b+tch, i ain’t skyte
fall [?] my b+tch up on skype
ej+cul+tion is murder, last night just [?] stripe
but see the blower on me like it was a bagpipe
but that came to my system, now i’m gettin’ hype
it’s [?] boy naiku, n+gga when you cry
a goth girl who [?] hold a nice rack
ain’t talkin’ pancake when i say i got a stack
bad b+tch judy come over, i blow out her back
i’m a calm bigot n+word ’cause i am black
ain’t talkin’ a producer when i say you n+ggas wack
kori, j.c and avo, you know we attack
sad cracker hours, yeah, i’m lil jxck
dibs all on my schmeat, so here, get on my sack
call me [?], gun block in my backpack
playin’ this thot like she a game
ain’t f+ckin’ with thots ’cause they f+ck her fame
finna stay grindin’ ’til these thots on my name
not juice wrld, but all girls are the same
all three of us are g.o.a.ts, that i’ll never change, b+tch
[outro: avodaboii, j.c the rapper & lil kori]
alright guys, since that’s over
um, um
kori and j.c, please, just let me outta yo’ bas+m+nt, i’m sorry
oh nah, this n+gga tryna speak on his name, man
alright, please let me out +sobbing+
n+gga you are a stanky, bro
we got yo’ ass, n+gga
got ’em
alright, so remember this, kids
meme rap is swag
punch a b+tch
d+mn son, where’d you find this?
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