Lyrics Stank! - Shrunk Coma

I-I'm making money, phone me
I'll fucking wear it, gold chain
Don't fucking swerve, own lane
Bitches be talking, hoe stank
I'm fucking tweakin, on me
Cooking up beats, raw plate
I handle business, balling
Bitches be talking, hoe stank

I-I'm making money, phone me
I'll fucking wear it, gold chain
Don't fucking swerve, own lane
Bitches be talking, hoe stank
I'm fucking tweakin, on me
Cooking up beats, raw plate
I handle business, balling
Bitches be talking, hoe stank

I'm-I'm-I'm stepping out, I'm fucking killing
Don't need to speak, don't need your opinion
Man, these bitches hurt, they all in they feelings
They mad that the stank, they fucking third-wheelin'

They shit up in public, slide in DMs
Write up a note, then they press send
They looking desperate, don't know when to end
Damn they are fucked, they look through my lens

They-They say Shrunk Coma can't rap
Man, what the fuck is that
They know they fucking suck
They know that they opinion's whack

I-I-I might have to drop a motherfucking bomb on these hoes
Man these bitches talked like snitches and now we are on the low

We got Nicki versus Cardi
And Pusha T v. Drake
Chris Brown and fucking Offset
But Coma don't beef no snake

When I step up in the building I make the roof come down
You used to know the old me but I'm above y'all now

So when y'all talking shit
I make things really lit
And when I'm turning up
Y'all are throwing your fit

Bitches hate on me 'cause they they hate following the leader
You bitches live so sad, I better call you hoes Peter

I-I'm making money, phone me
I'll fucking wear it, gold chain
Don't fucking swerve, own lane
Bitches be talking, hoe stank
I'm fucking tweakin, on me
Cooking up beats, raw plate
I handle business, balling
Bitches be talking, hoe stank

I-I'm making money, phone me
I'll fucking wear it, gold chain
Don't fucking swerve, own lane
Bitches be talking, hoe stank
I'm fucking tweakin, on me
Cooking up beats, raw plate
I handle business, balling
Bitches be talking, hoe stank

I-I'm making money, phone me
I'll fucking wear it, gold chain
Don't fucking swerve, own lane
Bitches be talking, hoe stank
I'm fucking tweakin, on me
Cooking up beats, raw plate
I handle business, balling
Bitches be talking, hoe stank

I-I'm making money, phone me
I'll fucking wear it, gold chain
Don't fucking swerve, own lane
Bitches be talking, hoe stank
I'm fucking tweakin, on me
Cooking up beats, raw plate
I handle business, balling
Bitches be talking, hoe stank