Текст песни Dear Bitch - D!on

Niggas hating on me, but it's cool
Bitches really mad cuz I'm eating all the food
Body like a puzzle, I might have him playing clue
But you ain't gotta wonder,when I send a shot it's you

Hurting all the feelings got these niggas feeling blue
Four, three, then two, one
Counting down the minutes till these niggas run done
I'm really father, so it's nothing when I son dem

And I be eating on this pop shit
Fuck a hater tell these niggas they ain't bout shit
And I ain't worried you ain't never finna pop shit.

And may be sickly, niggas love to call me toxic
Jersey nigga bout to hop in
And I be working, when these niggas finna clock in
Steady reading all these niggas
Check the contents, I mean context

You niggas obsessed
Don't know what I did to niggas to have em so pressed
But really pop off you niggas mad soft
I'm really Holyfield to niggas bite they mask off
I mean ear bitch

Address this Dear Bitch
Cuz you are really fucking pussy drop a tear bitch

I drag niggas, and I do it with ease,
These niggas couldn't see the vision
And imma make 'em believe
Uh Damn
Man this shit is a breeze
If clocking niggas was a hobby then I'm leading the team

Write a, write a write a write a, write a hit
They call me crazy cuz I ain't never scared to slide a bitch
I mean pop a ho, bitches is too slow
Aint Too Short, but it ain't nothin to let the whistle blow

Taze these niggas when I'm feeling that they moving slow
Yeah I'm cooking and these chickens keep the heatin low
Baking is a habit, it's the shit that keep the anger low

Car paid off, I ain't lease ha, this ain't Kudrow
The way im barking at these niggas, call me Cujo
Because I'm rabid, I ain't scared of shit
You thought you moved me but that lease was in the past tense

Expired shit and imma chew you like a laxative. And when I make it this gone be another classic hit
I'm really thorough and on my granny I'll trash a bitch
I'm one of one, there ain't a two and fuck that twinning shit

I'm always leading so aint ever really need a clique
You pissed me off now imma leave you fucking leaking bitch

5 figure diva, and imma make it to 6
Tell a hater while you lurking least keep liking my pics

Call me bardi cuz the beat got me hitting a lick
Shouts to Jaime Thee Producer he made magic again

I gave these bitches a couple scraps just like I'm feeding the wolves
I'm hardbody and these niggas really softer than wool
Aint a magnet but these niggas know my name, I got pull
Another flow change, got me switching the pocket

Make a hater face the facts, you at the top of docket
He a newbie, but these niggas like the way that I rock it
Before you know it imma be the the one that's lining ya pockets
Niggas know that I'm the key, and this game imma lock it

I'm always tired so aint ever in the mood for the nonsense
So come correct, unless you ready to link
I smoke my haters, like a blunt filled with keef
I'm making waves, they know my name in the streets

So Keep it mute
Unless you ready to meet
And if it's beef, then I call it a feast
Real big nigga so you know I'm ready to eat