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wham wack - belift (usa) lyrics

[verse]
i’m a rich boujee b*tch with a macbook air
i name drop all my oppositions, i never cared
i like to f*ck, but i never needed a man
it’s ms. disrespectful, the coach queen, now who throwing some hands?
i got a man in my dm’s who shot himself ‘cause he had no motherf*cking chance with me
sorry for his family, ‘cause he went down real bad, i guess from that scat fetish he was already deemed
my opps desperate for hit like davi was for ox33n’s nudes
now he tryna sabotage, using ai for some views
this b*tch brought up youtube views, she thought she ate
i sent her flowers to send some peace her way
sorry that your a weirdo who’s always off the booze
you got no hits after me, and lost your cool
and then your friend’s turned out to some dumb ass trumpies
this the last back and forth you getting, you b*tch ass dummy
f*ck that apology, let me say something back
she hacking ethel cain, stealing my homegirls track
take your meds, then you wouldn’t get blackmailed
crying over your google meet concert fails
me and these b*tches do different type of winning
giddy up, then, since you stable, in my business
house smelling like cat p*ss, ghetto plus ratchet, to the jurassic, maggots in plastic
i’m stacking like magic, i’m making too many classics, my life’s fantastic, your life is tragic
and any b*tch wanna get it, you can step forward
pushing p, body t, so go on, ya heard?
[outro]
yeah
304
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- belift usa lyrics

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