yb curtis – diss meh lyrics
[intro]
(hahaha, zlowba)
uh, uh
[verse 1]
b+tch
ay’ lets go back to my roots
mane i got all these b+tches watchin’
they can’t walk up in my shoes
the way i live my life, i don’t give no f+cks
i don’t give a f+ck ‘bout no rules (f+ck the rules)
lil’ b+tch i ain’t got no sh+t to prove
y’all b+tches know just how i move (uh, uh)
lil’ b+tch i pull up in that ho’ just like i’m batman (yeah, burgh)
the way i f+ck them ho’s, them b+tches call me cat man (yeah)
yeah i’m in my duffel bag b+tch
just call me sack man yeah (skrt)
the way i’m chasin’ all that money, call me rack man yeah
[verse 2]
mane i just be goin’ n+gga
them n+ggas be talkin that head, they thinkin’ they ‘bout it
them n+ggas ain’t showin’ n+gga
thеy way that i’m playin’ this game, the way that i show it
them n+ggas ain’t blowin’ n+gga
i don’t rеally be givin’ a f+ck ‘bout them p+ssy lil’ b+tches who thinkin’ they
glowin’ n+gga
i don’t really be trustin’ these b+tches these b+tches be crazy
these b+tches be ho’in n+gga (ho’in)
i be lookin’ at all of the media, n+ggas be tweakin’
they think i don’t know it n+gga
i just really be mindin’ my business
mane b+tch i be geekin’
i just make sho’ i show it n+gga
mane lil’ b+tch i be watchin’ and seekin’
mane lil’ b+tch i be preachin’
mane these n+ggas ain’t scorin’ n+gga
mane these n+ggas they really be reachin’
ay’ just come and see me
ay’ just let me show it n+gga
[chorus]
yeah, b+tch
ay’
yeah diss me, b+tch just come and diss me
ay’ b+tch for talkin’ out yo’ top i get yo’ b+tch to come and kiss me
and when i bust you in yo’ head lil’ b+tch you know that i ain’t missin’
get what you get, i get you hit b+tch
you a hissy
you could pitch a fit, and then i get you blitzed
i’ll have you wishin’
ay’ diss me, b+tch n+gga
ay’ come and diss me
ay’ for that sh+t you talkin’
treat you like a b+tch up in the kitchen
[verse 3]
bangin’ blue but i ain’t crippin’ (crip)
you see that sh+t up in my clothes b+tch
it’s like i’m swimmin’ (swimmin’ b+tch)
my diamonds, know they glisten (they glisten b+tch)
ay’ b+tch you know that you a ho’, b+tch
i’ll have you glitchin’ (you glitchin’ b+tch)
you f+ck wit’ us, i get you hit by my lil’ brother christian
i’ll up the pole up on ya’ p+ssy b+tch
wit’ this extension
i ain’t no gangsta’ but i’ll get you hit
you better listen (you better listen)
ay’ b+tch i’ll walk it down up on yo’ ass
and then i’m jiggin’
and mane i’m really laughin’ at yo’ ass
so come and diss me, haha
[refrain]
b+tch
ay’ lets go back to my roots
mane i got all these b+tches watchin’
they can’t walk up in my shoes
the way i live my life, i don’t give no f+cks
i don’t give a f+ck ‘bout no rules (mane f+ck the rules)
lil’ b+tch i ain’t got no sh+t to prove (no sh+t to prove)
y’all b+tches know just how i move (just how i move n+gga)
lil’ b+tch i pull up in that ho’ just like i’m batman (yeah)
the way i f+ck them ho’s, them b+tches call me cat man (yeah)
yeah i’m in my duffel bag b+tch
just call me sack man yeah
the way i’m chasin’ all that money, call me rack man yeah
[refrain]
mane i just be goin’ n+gga
them n+ggas be talkin that head, they thinkin’ they ‘bout it
them n+ggas ain’t showin’ n+gga (brrgh)
they way that i’m playin’ this game, the way that i show it
them n+ggas ain’t blowin’ n+gga
i don’t really be givin’ a f+ck ‘bout them p+ssy lil’ b+tches who thinkin’ they
glowin’ n+gga
i don’t really be trustin’ these b+tches these b+tches be crazy
these b+tches be ho’in n+gga
i be lookin’ at all of the media, n+ggas be tweakin’
they think i don’t know it n+gga
i just really be mindin’ my business
mane b+tch i be geekin’
i just make sho’ i show it n+gga
mane lil’ b+tch i be watchin’ and seekin’
mane lil’ b+tch i be preachin’
mane these n+ggas ain’t scorin’ n+gga
mane these n+ggas they really be reachin’
ay’ just come and see me
ay’ just let me show it n+gga
[chorus]
yeah, b+tch
ay’
yeah diss me, b+tch just come and diss me
ay’ b+tch for talkin’ out yo’ top i get yo’ b+tch to come and kiss me
and when i bust you in yo’ head lil’ b+tch you know that i ain’t missin’
get what you get, i get you hit b+tch
you a hissy
you could pitch a fit, and then i get you blitzed
i’ll have you wishin’
ay’ diss me, b+tch n+gga
ay’ come and diss me
ay’ for that sh+t you talkin’
treat you like a b+tch up in the kitchen
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