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ca$hianie, rabid ratish & dolly liaa - it's over كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: ca$hianie]
if_if you f_ck with us
you know that we gon come through
cashianie on the track
and i came to end your crew
talking ’bout those streams
and they don’t even know you
’boutta laugh up in your face
cause b_tch you just been through (uh)
my mug tea, you f_ck with it
you like me though, and you stalking it
you talk sh_t, that’s irrelevant
you’s a flop hoe, get over it
you bot streams for validation
b_tch, you on our d_ck
goes all of that fixation
saying who’s with me? not the whole nation
fix them t__th cause they need a transformation
i came to make it clear
and ya man touchin’ my rhea
and these b_tches nowhere near
probably saying slurs i fear
and i for sure, don’t mix my race
like shata here, let’s make that clear
i ain’t f_ckin’ with you b_tch, botting sh_t
it’s what you do, b_tch, you’re through
b_tches mad they wanna start a problem
they go and hide when they had enough
you wanna call more, but you lose every time
got none behind your back, cause i’m everything you lack
too busy vaping, you can’t brush your t__th
go wash them hoes, i can tell that sh_t reek
too busy talkin’, like you can’t f_ck with us
maybe look at you, and baby look at me
i’m everything you’re not
and baby, you a flop
baby, i’m on top
like hoe you been mopped
[verse 2: rabid ratish]
(yeah)
(rabid ratish b_tch)
(uh)
i eat these hoes up like it’s dinner or lunch (yummy)
and you keep running your mouth, b_tch, ya gonna get punched (bow bow)
you stay on my p_ssy, b_tch, you’re a f_ckin’ munch
i’m pretty, you mad, i got ya panties in a bunch
starvin’ ass b_tch got no food on the table (brokie)
that’s why everybody ugly in ya f_ckin’ label (ugly ass b_tches)
now you a broke ass b_tch, can’t even afford cable (broke broke)
“tranny tranny tranny,” b_tch you acting disabled
take that stick out ya ass, and go brush ya t__th, b_tch
got 12 different accents, need to fix ya speech, b_tch
and you stay on my ass, on my f_ckin’ georgia peach, b_tch
i don’t gotta say my name, but it’s queen ratish, b_tch

[hook: ca$hianie]
don’t gotta say my name but you know it, can’t copy flows
oh yeah, we been know dis, saying all this sh_t
not evident, not one bit
now look at you, oh baby don’t try it
try it
yeah
baby, don’t try it
baby
oh baby don’t try it
[verse 3: dolly liaa]
(dolly!)
you doxx my sh_t, call me the fake b_tch
i played your game once, you a f_ck ass b_tch
you copy me, b_tch, i’m your master
i ate you up, b_tch, call me–
spit some bars, let’s see who’s faster
you can’t rap, so you call it satire
miss becky, the queen of satire
but b_tch, you lookin’ like a flat tire
you need a job, but who would hire?
music career, b_tch, you is fired!
kylie the rat is a broke ass b_tch
ripped off everything, even the tits
your broke ass friends try and suck my d_ck
but you’re out here giving make_a_wish
sharta crumbl cookie, b_tch don’t got no p_ssy
don’t come for me when your booty_loosey
your face card, b_tch, it’s giving horror movie
y’all broke ass b_tches smelling like dookie
broke ass b_tches don’t f_ck with me
(you’re a nasty ass b_tch)
broke ass b_tches don’t f_ck with me
(don’t try to f_ck with me, b_tch)

[hook: ca$hianie]
don’t gotta say my name but you know it, can’t copy flows
oh yeah, we been know dis, saying all this sh_t
not evident, not one bit
now look at you, oh baby don’t try it
try it
yeah
baby don’t try it
[outro: ca$hianie]
uh huh, yeah, and all these b_tches wanna keep trying it (f_ckin’ loser ass b_tches)
yeah, you do not wanna try the queen of flop, b_tch
miss rabid ratish ho (queen of flop b_tch)
you f_ckin’ h0m_phobic ass b_tch (keep being jealous b_tch)
lemme laugh, get the f_ck out

- cahianie rabid ratish dolly liaa

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