All Hands On Deck Remix by Gared A. Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Guess I been nice for too long
You was lucky I featured on your song
No I'm not coincident
But I know when my opinions are needed
Oh wait, fuck opinion, it's a statement
Good luck findin' a better replacement
Look, I'm done dealin' with these birds
Kick these quacks to the curb, y'all absurd
Don't ever think that you can play me
Just think of those 3 letters, R.I.P.,
You a rat, you bout to get exterminated
You just mad cause you career was terminated
You say my lyrics is bad, but you only produce beats
You tryna act brand new, but you really are obsolete
[Chorus x2]
Fuck you tryna try me for, what you mistake me for
I'll knock your ass to the floor, not takin' this 'more
[Verse 2]
See you whack and everybody already knows that
Stop actin' like a pussy, and I'm not talkin' bout cats
I'm grillin' and flippin' this hoes, y'all bout to get McSlapped
I'm gonna cease, stop, and finish you, and that's a wrap
Noodle headed, pasta wig, bird claw teeth
I'm bout to cook your ass, like some beef
[Bridge]
Don't try it, I said don't try it, don't ever ever mess with me
Like I said, 3 letters, R.I.P.,
Bitch don't get confused
Take your whack, loop-beat producin' ass out of here
[Chorus x2]
Guess I been nice for too long
You was lucky I featured on your song
No I'm not coincident
But I know when my opinions are needed
Oh wait, fuck opinion, it's a statement
Good luck findin' a better replacement
Look, I'm done dealin' with these birds
Kick these quacks to the curb, y'all absurd
Don't ever think that you can play me
Just think of those 3 letters, R.I.P.,
You a rat, you bout to get exterminated
You just mad cause you career was terminated
You say my lyrics is bad, but you only produce beats
You tryna act brand new, but you really are obsolete
[Chorus x2]
Fuck you tryna try me for, what you mistake me for
I'll knock your ass to the floor, not takin' this 'more
[Verse 2]
See you whack and everybody already knows that
Stop actin' like a pussy, and I'm not talkin' bout cats
I'm grillin' and flippin' this hoes, y'all bout to get McSlapped
I'm gonna cease, stop, and finish you, and that's a wrap
Noodle headed, pasta wig, bird claw teeth
I'm bout to cook your ass, like some beef
[Bridge]
Don't try it, I said don't try it, don't ever ever mess with me
Like I said, 3 letters, R.I.P.,
Bitch don't get confused
Take your whack, loop-beat producin' ass out of here
[Chorus x2]