F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
Shoulda Coulda Woulda listen to this prima donna drama
Instead of smocking California Marijuana in my pajama?
These rap jams sound more like addict centers
Aura, Sally, Molly, Mesc, Emma, Lucy and Miss. Meth
All these women are the problems in your life?
Sorry little guy, maybe you're the whore
Who tried it once and did it twice
I don't understand using hip hop
For your big flop, you don't drop good shit
But I chop weak dicks. Come to my shop
And buy some flow, you got none I got tons
You got tattoos and some views
I got my crew and awesome shoes
I run run run like Forrest Gump
I wish you could keep up, you ain't Donald Trump
You dressed in pink, you think you in Bling Ring
Sorry bro, this is no Victoria Secret show
You buy the Gucci, eating sushi, looking like a pussy
I'm so fresh you can't see me, welcome to Queendom bitch!
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
I understand I'm the one that's in the wrong
'Cause I acknowledge your existence with this song
But I can't stand your persistence on my thong
It's like you wanna f*ck me but you can't
My rhymes are too wide even for your ass
So I'm the one who's gonna f*ck you and you'll complain
Be afraid, cause your name won't remain like yesterday
Don't despair you'll have air, Medicare, You will face
Not affairs, not a share, cause you're only stinky waste
It's so silent, should I be scared? Oh dear, give me the bear
Do me a cheer, I'll give you a year and you'll disappear
Hey please! Raise me a glass!
I'm coming forward to bring you the grass and give you a pass, yes
I'm that generous, I'll do anything to see you vanish
Your lack of effort it's almost close to athletic
C'mon K, don't be so dramatic
You're the winner of uniqueness
He's the champion of his fit-less
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
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F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
Shoulda Coulda Woulda listen to this prima donna drama
Instead of smocking California Marijuana in my pajama?
These rap jams sound more like addict centers
Aura, Sally, Molly, Mesc, Emma, Lucy and Miss. Meth
All these women are the problems in your life?
Sorry little guy, maybe you're the whore
Who tried it once and did it twice
I don't understand using hip hop
For your big flop, you don't drop good shit
But I chop weak dicks. Come to my shop
And buy some flow, you got none I got tons
You got tattoos and some views
I got my crew and awesome shoes
I run run run like Forrest Gump
I wish you could keep up, you ain't Donald Trump
You dressed in pink, you think you in Bling Ring
Sorry bro, this is no Victoria Secret show
You buy the Gucci, eating sushi, looking like a pussy
I'm so fresh you can't see me, welcome to Queendom bitch!
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
I understand I'm the one that's in the wrong
'Cause I acknowledge your existence with this song
But I can't stand your persistence on my thong
It's like you wanna f*ck me but you can't
My rhymes are too wide even for your ass
So I'm the one who's gonna f*ck you and you'll complain
Be afraid, cause your name won't remain like yesterday
Don't despair you'll have air, Medicare, You will face
Not affairs, not a share, cause you're only stinky waste
It's so silent, should I be scared? Oh dear, give me the bear
Do me a cheer, I'll give you a year and you'll disappear
Hey please! Raise me a glass!
I'm coming forward to bring you the grass and give you a pass, yes
I'm that generous, I'll do anything to see you vanish
Your lack of effort it's almost close to athletic
C'mon K, don't be so dramatic
You're the winner of uniqueness
He's the champion of his fit-less
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
Shoulda Coulda Woulda listen to this prima donna drama
Instead of smocking California Marijuana in my pajama?
These rap jams sound more like addict centers
Aura, Sally, Molly, Mesc, Emma, Lucy and Miss. Meth
All these women are the problems in your life?
Sorry little guy, maybe you're the whore
Who tried it once and did it twice
I don't understand using hip hop
For your big flop, you don't drop good shit
But I chop weak dicks. Come to my shop
And buy some flow, you got none I got tons
You got tattoos and some views
I got my crew and awesome shoes
I run run run like Forrest Gump
I wish you could keep up, you ain't Donald Trump
You dressed in pink, you think you in Bling Ring
Sorry bro, this is no Victoria Secret show
You buy the Gucci, eating sushi, looking like a pussy
I'm so fresh you can't see me, welcome to Queendom bitch!
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
I understand I'm the one that's in the wrong
'Cause I acknowledge your existence with this song
But I can't stand your persistence on my thong
It's like you wanna f*ck me but you can't
My rhymes are too wide even for your ass
So I'm the one who's gonna f*ck you and you'll complain
Be afraid, cause your name won't remain like yesterday
Don't despair you'll have air, Medicare, You will face
Not affairs, not a share, cause you're only stinky waste
It's so silent, should I be scared? Oh dear, give me the bear
Do me a cheer, I'll give you a year and you'll disappear
Hey please! Raise me a glass!
I'm coming forward to bring you the grass and give you a pass, yes
I'm that generous, I'll do anything to see you vanish
Your lack of effort it's almost close to athletic
C'mon K, don't be so dramatic
You're the winner of uniqueness
He's the champion of his fit-less
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
F*ck, what you think of me
I'm allergic to your bullshit
Writer: Caterina Molinelli
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid