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aliimah - set it off lyrics
[chorus]
gonna set it off, f_k you mean? can’t sit with me
only pretty girls and the g_ys can sit with me
only real rappers that can write can spit with me
i’m really that b_tch like it really been hittin me
i don’t really know what the f_ck got into me
real good b_tch, you don’t wanna be my enemy
it’s a big deal that n_ggas know how to deal with me
ain’t in my feels but when i’m spittin, are you feelin me?
[verse 1]
yeah it’s goin up like thermometers
hoes be sick of me, i’m pressure like barometers
can’t compute me with thеm monitors
such a ki, b_tch in all caps, got to her
i be dappin on thesе hoes like i’m dan dan
hoes careers shorter than my attention span, span
i’m a writer, i can see why b_tches stan stan
b_tch, time’s up, tiktok, they get ban ban
real n_ggas spat?
where the real n_ggas at?
if you ain’t bout that paper, where the real scissors at?
seen a lot of bad b_tches, where the real b_tches at?
b_tches thought they can beat me, where the real stitches at?
yeah i’m coming and i’m cunning
don’t walk on the beat, i’m running
got em pistol how i’m gunning
i’m so witty how i’m punning
i bang on b_tches, in they hair like some bobby pins
ain’t cradling you hoe, don’t you play with my pen
n_ggas play like they ball, but really they just dodgin it
i make these b_tches wait cause i know that they watchin it
i said what i said and i know what i meant
ballpointing when i pick up my pen
just running around the city, it’s the gaggery
hoes ain’t canny like the campbells, zachary
[chorus]
gonna set it off, f_k you mean? can’t sit with me
only pretty girls and the g_ys can sit with me
only real rappers that can write can spit with me
i’m really that b_tch like it really been hittin me
i don’t really know what the f_ck got into me
real good b_tch, you don’t wanna be my enemy
it’s a big deal that n_ggas know how to deal with me
ain’t in my feels but when i’m spittin, are you feelin me?
[verse 2]
b_tches ain’t got the gas like a texaco
started my rap career just to go flex a hoe
b_tches wanna read b_tches, pick a lexico
these hoes a trip, take em to mexico
sneak around and make hits cause i can can
and i rock these b_tches heads like the man man
you know that every summer imma jam jam
i stay slamming on hoes like i’m bam bam
imma make em eat the words, does it taste like medal?
b_tches give me my flowers cause the way that i pedal
got b_tches pressed when i enter, they so yan
n_ggas couldn’t blow me even they was a fan
[verse 3]
f_ckin and don’t be cuffin like a main cop
baggin up this bread like it’s my main shop
hoes got so called beef but never link, opp
big apple, face time, pink watch
got big while we starved like them kids
yet i’m still hungry in them bars like them kids
if rap was a park, i’d swing, slide. and i slid. yes i did
b_tch couldn’t beat me even if i were a kid
still draggin you, which ground do you stand?
you on the floor cause it’s quicker than the sand
cry me a river, call up justin and savan’
get in my face, you know where imma put my hand
[chorus]
gonna set it off, f_k you mean? can’t sit with me
only pretty girls and the g_ys can sit with me
only real rappers that can write can spit with me
i’m really that b_tch like it really been hittin me
i don’t really know what the f_ck got into me
real good b_tch, you don’t wanna be my enemy
it’s a big deal that n_ggas know how to deal with me
ain’t in my feels but when i’m spittin, now you feelin me, b_tch
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