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v.a.f - this s*** lyrics

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[verse 1]
got a b-tch in the back
she be smoking that crack
like a witch with her bat
i am blowing her rack
gotta switch up and smash
up the hole in her -ss
give the thicc b-tch a slap
’cause she a hoe from the past
birthday bash

hoe needs to chill when she asks
bro hides his sk!ll from dispatch
swallow a pill, down the hatch
show you a bill, that’s my cash
go to the girl, what’s her at?

girl you can take it slow
there are some things to show
‘fore you walk out the door
i feel the pain, you know
that’s why i change fo’ sho’
i will not fake no mo’
shaking me to my core
you are who i adore

d-mn

i am the king, (michael)
like golden rings (five tho)
wet and dripping (ice cold)
rapping can’t sing (nice flow)

so i gotta bring it up fast-er
spitting these bars ’till i master
the art of becoming a rapper

[chorus]
truth be told i don’t know how to do this sh-t
you can probably tell because i sound like sh-t
but if you tryna a diss then you can eat my sh-t
unless somehow you come and make some better sh-t

[verse 2]
tryna show you the way of what nas came and did
the way, jay, lupe, drake and ludracis spit
so why stay and wait, get into position
fore i pull a kanye and go full christian

demonstrate the way, of the great and their kids
so wake up you’re late the cl-ss is in session
debate ’bout your grade ’cause it’s down 8 percent
don’t make it ok just ’cause ye says it is

you wish i could get better still
but can’t top greats like lauryn hill
so why just stay right down the hill
no point to climb, they aim to k!ll

wish you’d have some faith
in my chance to stay
i’ve come to change the game
but you threw me away

[chorus]
truth be told i don’t know how to do this sh-t
you can probably tell because i sound like sh-t
but if you tryna a diss then you can eat my sh-t
unless somehow you come and make some better sh-t

[verse 3]
f-ck your name and f-ck your hoe
f-ck the game and f-ck your hopes
f-ck the hate and f-ck my goals
f-ck i’m great f-ck you -ssh0l-

nothing but a little bug
brushed under my persian rug
bulletproof like coffee mugs
so f-ck you all, just shut up

truth be told i don’t know how to do this sh-t
you can probably tell because i sound like sh-t
but if you tryna a diss then you can eat my sh-t
unless somehow you come and make some better sh-t

- v a f lyrics

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