Let these bitches know
Uh huh
Uh huh
G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick bitch, it ain't contagious
I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages
I got these rhymes yes all these phrases
Killing this shit It's so outrageous
Who the f*ck was trying me? That's nobody
I got the juice I ain't talkin HIC
You barely passing, that's a C
They can't afford to try me bitch cause I ain't gotta free trial
I'm in first class bitch you sit in the aisle
Like the democratic party bitch I'm moving in the house
I'll turn your face bluer than that ugly blouse
Said I'm in the house I ain't talkin bout Cory
Why you sleepin on me? Why is you snoring?
Why all you other hoes is so boring?
I came to win, why y'all ignoring?
Why you ignoring me
Why you ignoring me
G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick bitch, it ain't contagious
I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages
I got these rhymes yes all these phrases
Killing this shit It's so outrageous
G-G-Goodness Gracious yea
Killing this shit It's outrageous
Goodness Gracious
You think I can't rap, just cause I'm not manly
I'm on top
You wanna be down, Brandy
I taste good like f*cking Candy
Look at me
I'm so fine
I'm Dandy
Like I was making tortillas, I really wrap
I got this shit In the f*cking bag
Listen to this, you know it slap
Damn, why I have to snap?
Nobody on my level
I never will settle
I rode this beat
I'm on the f*cking pedals
Don't come for me, You better be careful
You better run and I ain't talking temple
In the game this my arrival
Why these bitches in denial
Warning? this is your final
No competition yea no rival
Knick Knack Paddy Wack
I won't give a bitch a bone
Losing and being a bitter bitch
Bryson Tiller, bitch I Don't!
Bitch you better love this whole Damn song
Cause I know you'll try to copy it
Clone
1, 2, who the f*ck is you?
Nobody can do it
Quite like I do
3, 4, bitch theres the door
I'm winning, you can check the f*cking score
5, 6, read my lips
You could never be
This bad bitch
7, 8, I'm so great
9, 10, I was born to win
G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick bitch, it ain't contagious
I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages
I got these rhymes all these phrases yea
Killing this shit It's outrageous ooh
Goodness Gracious
Killing this shit It's outrageous
Goodness Gracious
Fading out right now I hope you get the meaning
If you think you better than me, keep on dreaming
It's time you know this is my f*cking season
Dylan that bitch, you could never be him
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Let these bitches know
Uh huh
Uh huh
G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick bitch, it ain't contagious
I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages
I got these rhymes yes all these phrases
Killing this shit It's so outrageous
Who the f*ck was trying me? That's nobody
I got the juice I ain't talkin HIC
You barely passing, that's a C
They can't afford to try me bitch cause I ain't gotta free trial
I'm in first class bitch you sit in the aisle
Like the democratic party bitch I'm moving in the house
I'll turn your face bluer than that ugly blouse
Said I'm in the house I ain't talkin bout Cory
Why you sleepin on me? Why is you snoring?
Why all you other hoes is so boring?
I came to win, why y'all ignoring?
Why you ignoring me
Why you ignoring me
G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick bitch, it ain't contagious
I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages
I got these rhymes yes all these phrases
Killing this shit It's so outrageous
G-G-Goodness Gracious yea
Killing this shit It's outrageous
Goodness Gracious
You think I can't rap, just cause I'm not manly
I'm on top
You wanna be down, Brandy
I taste good like f*cking Candy
Look at me
I'm so fine
I'm Dandy
Like I was making tortillas, I really wrap
I got this shit In the f*cking bag
Listen to this, you know it slap
Damn, why I have to snap?
Nobody on my level
I never will settle
I rode this beat
I'm on the f*cking pedals
Don't come for me, You better be careful
You better run and I ain't talking temple
In the game this my arrival
Why these bitches in denial
Warning? this is your final
No competition yea no rival
Knick Knack Paddy Wack
I won't give a bitch a bone
Losing and being a bitter bitch
Bryson Tiller, bitch I Don't!
Bitch you better love this whole Damn song
Cause I know you'll try to copy it
Clone
1, 2, who the f*ck is you?
Nobody can do it
Quite like I do
3, 4, bitch theres the door
I'm winning, you can check the f*cking score
5, 6, read my lips
You could never be
This bad bitch
7, 8, I'm so great
9, 10, I was born to win
G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick bitch, it ain't contagious
I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages
I got these rhymes all these phrases yea
Killing this shit It's outrageous ooh
Goodness Gracious
Killing this shit It's outrageous
Goodness Gracious
Fading out right now I hope you get the meaning
If you think you better than me, keep on dreaming
It's time you know this is my f*cking season
Dylan that bitch, you could never be him
Uh huh
Uh huh
G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick bitch, it ain't contagious
I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages
I got these rhymes yes all these phrases
Killing this shit It's so outrageous
Who the f*ck was trying me? That's nobody
I got the juice I ain't talkin HIC
You barely passing, that's a C
They can't afford to try me bitch cause I ain't gotta free trial
I'm in first class bitch you sit in the aisle
Like the democratic party bitch I'm moving in the house
I'll turn your face bluer than that ugly blouse
Said I'm in the house I ain't talkin bout Cory
Why you sleepin on me? Why is you snoring?
Why all you other hoes is so boring?
I came to win, why y'all ignoring?
Why you ignoring me
Why you ignoring me
G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick bitch, it ain't contagious
I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages
I got these rhymes yes all these phrases
Killing this shit It's so outrageous
G-G-Goodness Gracious yea
Killing this shit It's outrageous
Goodness Gracious
You think I can't rap, just cause I'm not manly
I'm on top
You wanna be down, Brandy
I taste good like f*cking Candy
Look at me
I'm so fine
I'm Dandy
Like I was making tortillas, I really wrap
I got this shit In the f*cking bag
Listen to this, you know it slap
Damn, why I have to snap?
Nobody on my level
I never will settle
I rode this beat
I'm on the f*cking pedals
Don't come for me, You better be careful
You better run and I ain't talking temple
In the game this my arrival
Why these bitches in denial
Warning? this is your final
No competition yea no rival
Knick Knack Paddy Wack
I won't give a bitch a bone
Losing and being a bitter bitch
Bryson Tiller, bitch I Don't!
Bitch you better love this whole Damn song
Cause I know you'll try to copy it
Clone
1, 2, who the f*ck is you?
Nobody can do it
Quite like I do
3, 4, bitch theres the door
I'm winning, you can check the f*cking score
5, 6, read my lips
You could never be
This bad bitch
7, 8, I'm so great
9, 10, I was born to win
G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick bitch, it ain't contagious
I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages
I got these rhymes all these phrases yea
Killing this shit It's outrageous ooh
Goodness Gracious
Killing this shit It's outrageous
Goodness Gracious
Fading out right now I hope you get the meaning
If you think you better than me, keep on dreaming
It's time you know this is my f*cking season
Dylan that bitch, you could never be him
Writer: Dylan Thomas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid