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the girly (rapper) - pissed off? lyrics

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(chorus)

i got you p+ssed off
i put that sh+t on

why don’t you act like my
waist and b+tch, get gone

b+tch i don’t f+ck with you
that’s word to big sean..

i put these hoes
on broadway, they
love to perform..

(verse 1)

i’ll burn every b+tch
in that “dreamhouse”

& like a wet rag, my
n+ggas let it ring out

i’ll slap every b+tch
in them comments
bad b+tch, wrist &
ears got diamonds

i guess she mad ‘cause she
can’t get in the house party

boy you a f+ggot, you’ll
never be a black barbie

i told you hoes that i’m
not the b+tch to f+ck with

virgin mary, ‘cause a
b+tch can’t be f+cked with

like she don’t give it up
for real, she a fake hoe

i take the s out of slow
‘cause your funds low

you ain’t the truth hoe
you spit a lot of cap sh+t

they hear my sh+t, i give
bad b+tches captions..
(chorus)

i got you p+ssed off
i put that sh+t on

why don’t you act like my
waist and b+tch, get gone

b+tch i don’t f+ck with you
that’s word to big sean..

i put these hoes
on broadway, they
love to perform..

(bridge)

i got you p+ssed off
i put that sh+t on

why don’t you act like my
waist and b+tch, get gone

look at this new shoe
lanvin sneaks on
the 4+door too
seats be peacan

(verse 2)

now all a sudden b+tches
want to be the princess

like how you barbie when
your bed is a twin set?

i’m the only princess tryna
find where my prince is

they jumping stupid, shoot
a f+g where his d+ck is

like baron, let’s be real..
i’m your parent

i bully all these black
b+tches, i’m a karen

all these tracks i’m tearing
b+tch i ball, kevin durant

and i’ll kick
that hoe, punt

all these b+tches counterfeit
they on they cashier

ain’t been the same since
i came up in it last year

what don’t you get b+tch?
you’ll never be better than

you on them panels while
i’m chasing a bag & degree

b+tch how you mother?
n0body on here respect you

i’m a ill b+tch, so they
steady saying bless you

and my n+ggas in them nike
techs, they carry teks too

you ain’t got bars, so
b+tch i’ll never text you

(outro)

b+tch i keep the drake
if b+tches wanna be keke

cackle in them comments
i beat b+tches, c+breezy

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