Robo-bitch

[Verse 1]
Diss tracks afloat, bitch, they rockin' up my boat
Just stop, take a second, realize that you cannot flow
Repping 202, got that DC on my name
I ain't playing, I'm just saying, gotta represent my lane
'Cus I'm east-side, baby, can't get realer than that
All you west-side bitches must be burning up like jack
'Cus them fires from my raps, and they're never gonna leave
So be ready for an endless fume of heat up on your knees, uh
"That clock keeps ticking like a metronome
And my heart keeps telling me to let me go"
"That's some basic-ass rap," Yeah, that shit is my home
I'm alone when it comes to mumble rap that doesn't flow
Apparently, that's the shit right now, how the fuck is that?
When you just shit out three minutes of some garbage? Fucking whack
Then Eminem comes and saves the day
Hopefully he can change all these mumble garbage slaves

[Chorus]
Going to the bay, it's another good day
Get laid, get paid, that's all I really say
But I ain't gay, and I gotta date all the baes
'Cus I'm really fuckin' made for this rap life, babe
'Cus I'm going to the bay, it's another good day
Get laid, get paid, that's all I really say
But I ain't gay, and I gotta date all the baes
'Cus I'm really fuckin' made for this rap life, babe

[Verse 2]
I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm never giving up
I'm just gonna keep at it, I could never keep it real enough
Sip a little Capri-Sun and dip a little sippy cup
I'm chilling in the distance, do not bother be you drippy cunt
Lifted, I'm not gifted, but I'm giving all the gifts
And I won't give into the critics, but I'm living on the trips
And I am never gonna quit, never gonna suck a dick
But I don't mind the people that do, not discriminant about that shit
Sipping on an Izze playing Drizzy songs on repeat
But I'm missing all the simply discontentedly filled inventories
But I'm bigger, I'm not sicker
Sipping on the liquor
Gotta trigger and disfigure all these stupid fucking *nice people*
Blue-balled like a game of tennis, but these games are never letting
People like me get in, 'cus they know I'm gonna shred it
Get it? I'm embedded in the seven games of debt
And I'm not ever eating lettuce, but I'll get seven-eleven 'cus I'm

[Chorus]
Going to the bay, it's another good day
Get laid, get paid, that's all I really say
But I ain't gay, and I gotta date all the baes
'Cus I'm really fuckin' made for this rap life, babe
'Cus I'm going to the bay, it's another good day
Get laid, get paid, that's all I really say
But I ain't gay, and I gotta date all the baes
'Cus I'm really fuckin' made for this rap life, babe

[Verse 3]
Doki Doki, okie dokie, gonna get some artichoke-y
Smoking on some mopey, but this roping this is dopey, uh
"Great vid guy, but I really hope you die
Don't ask why I cry, then I lie as a diguise"
Pussy bitch dick on a pretty sick clit
Gotta get all the tits, but a bitch with a dick
Is gay, I don't know what to say, okay
But I may just grade on the day of the trade
Gotta say thanks for the great ranks on my tape
But this one's gonna play, it'll blow your shit away
Got some pretty nice tracks on a pretty nice rack
Get back for the max international facts
Most tiger cubs don't past the age of two
But this guy named Shoe doesn't wanna talk to you
And a guy named Nick likes you leave you on read
But I said to his head that he shouldn't go to bed

[Chorus]
Going to the bay, it's another good day
Get laid, get paid, that's all I really say
But I ain't gay, and I gotta date all the baes
'Cus I'm really fuckin' made for this rap life, babe
'Cus I'm going to the bay, it's another good day
Get laid, get paid, that's all I really say
But I ain't gay, and I gotta date all the baes
'Cus I'm really fuckin' made for this rap life, babe