This S by V.A.F Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Got a bitch in the back
She be smoking that crack
Like a witch with her bat
I am blowing her rack
Gotta switch up and smash
Up the hole in her ass
Give the thicc bitch a slap
'cause she a hoe from the past
Birthday bash
Hoe needs to chill when she asks
Bro hides his skill from dispatch
Swallow a pill, down the hatch
Show you a bill, that's my cash
Go to the girl, what's her at?
Girl you can take it slow
There are some things to show
'fore you walk out the door
I feel the pain, you know
That's why I change fo' sho'
I will not fake no mo'
Shaking me to my core
You are who I adore
Damn
I am the king, (Michael)
Like golden rings (five tho)
Wet and dripping (ice cold)
Rapping can't sing (nice flow)
So I gotta bring it up fast-er
Spitting these bars 'till I master
The art of becoming a rapper
[Chorus]
Truth be told I don't know how to do this shit
You can probably tell because I sound like shit
But if you tryna a diss then you can eat my shit
Unless somehow you come and make some better shit
[Verse 2]
Tryna show you the way of what Nas came and did
The way, Jay, Lupe, Drake and Ludracis spit
So why stay and wait, get into position
Fore I pull a Kanye and go full Christian
Demonstrate the way, of the great and their kids
So wake up you're late the class is in session
Debate 'bout your grade 'cause it's down 8 percent
Don't make it ok just 'cause ye says it is
You wish I could get better still
But can't top greats like Lauryn Hill
So why just stay right down the Hill
No point to climb, they aim to kill
Wish you'd have some faith
In my chance to stay
I've come to change the game
But you threw me away
[Chorus]
Truth be told I don't know how to do this shit
You can probably tell because I sound like shit
But if you tryna a diss then you can eat my shit
Unless somehow you come and make some better shit
[Verse 3]
Fuck your name and fuck your hoe
Fuck the game and fuck your hopes
Fuck the hate and fuck my goals
Fuck I'm great fuck you asshole
Nothing but a little bug
Brushed under my Persian rug
Bulletproof like coffee mugs
So fuck you all, just shut up
Truth be told I don't know how to do this shit
You can probably tell because I sound like shit
But if you tryna a diss then you can eat my shit
Unless somehow you come and make some better shit
Got a bitch in the back
She be smoking that crack
Like a witch with her bat
I am blowing her rack
Gotta switch up and smash
Up the hole in her ass
Give the thicc bitch a slap
'cause she a hoe from the past
Birthday bash
Hoe needs to chill when she asks
Bro hides his skill from dispatch
Swallow a pill, down the hatch
Show you a bill, that's my cash
Go to the girl, what's her at?
Girl you can take it slow
There are some things to show
'fore you walk out the door
I feel the pain, you know
That's why I change fo' sho'
I will not fake no mo'
Shaking me to my core
You are who I adore
Damn
I am the king, (Michael)
Like golden rings (five tho)
Wet and dripping (ice cold)
Rapping can't sing (nice flow)
So I gotta bring it up fast-er
Spitting these bars 'till I master
The art of becoming a rapper
[Chorus]
Truth be told I don't know how to do this shit
You can probably tell because I sound like shit
But if you tryna a diss then you can eat my shit
Unless somehow you come and make some better shit
[Verse 2]
Tryna show you the way of what Nas came and did
The way, Jay, Lupe, Drake and Ludracis spit
So why stay and wait, get into position
Fore I pull a Kanye and go full Christian
Demonstrate the way, of the great and their kids
So wake up you're late the class is in session
Debate 'bout your grade 'cause it's down 8 percent
Don't make it ok just 'cause ye says it is
You wish I could get better still
But can't top greats like Lauryn Hill
So why just stay right down the Hill
No point to climb, they aim to kill
Wish you'd have some faith
In my chance to stay
I've come to change the game
But you threw me away
[Chorus]
Truth be told I don't know how to do this shit
You can probably tell because I sound like shit
But if you tryna a diss then you can eat my shit
Unless somehow you come and make some better shit
[Verse 3]
Fuck your name and fuck your hoe
Fuck the game and fuck your hopes
Fuck the hate and fuck my goals
Fuck I'm great fuck you asshole
Nothing but a little bug
Brushed under my Persian rug
Bulletproof like coffee mugs
So fuck you all, just shut up
Truth be told I don't know how to do this shit
You can probably tell because I sound like shit
But if you tryna a diss then you can eat my shit
Unless somehow you come and make some better shit