Bitch Made

Verse I: Tommy Wit Da Tone

Bitch I’m comin through, fuck you think you talkin too
Meet me at the rendevous, hit ya with the one two
Blood stain residue on my muhfuckin shoe
Flauggin ass muhfucka who the fuck is you
Talkin that shit while I’m busy comin down
Only startin shit because you got no fuckin spine
Bitch you better pray because you runnin outta time
Your alarm went off, now you get the fuckin nine
You a bone headed, mouth breathing
No meaning in shit you speaking
Displeasin, deceivin
Talkin trash your way of preaching
Loudmouth muthafucka stop that childish ass screaming
Tryna bring me down but you can go on and keep dreaming
Stupid dumb bitch made, slandering like seventh grade
Throwing shade, shit parade, drama like MTV Made
Always saying something but it’s never to my face
And if it’s to my face then boy I hope you got that medicaid
Wanna be, nobody, talk but not in front of me
Listen to me, tommy will speak, breakin your ass a guarentee
Disagree on these things, imma bring a referee
Reality is here to be, breakin you off in the first degree
Attribute or contribute all the shit you cannot refute
And I know cause bitch I been knew, can’t put back what you have withdrew
And I’m breakin em off and I’m droppin it off
Before I be gettin a fuckin payoff
All that that shit you was spittin, the rhymes I be kickin
I got you a shovel a grave you’ll be digging, bitch

Verse II: Special K

Bitch made, bitch made, twisted like a crossfade
I don't need no opps around unless you got some shit to say
So performative take your ass to broadway
Before I put this nine all up in your airway
Send your ass to heaven then watch you take flight
Then I'll throw a kick back all in the same night
You don't even wanna think you're acting fourth right
You're talking funny, fella
Uh
Now back to the basics, makin moves never say shit
In this little game of life bitch I don't quit
Fuck around trickin on a fella while yo bitch gobblin down on my shaft like vilasic
Is it the liquor or sex you see creepin the mentals of your past just what it be
Sooner later imma come and call your bluff
While you talkin shit wanna act tough
Yo, ever since I was young I was dreaming six figures in a three story home
Tiled kitchen, two kids, one girl, might just make a fuckin mission
Hit a lick and put your ass to the ground lil fella
I'm tryna live a life bright with some nice scenes
Rollin up the doja sippin liquor eating ice cream
Wanna lay up and chill with a fine queen
Lord knows I can't cause you know covid-19