1946 Lyrics

I done rose from my tomb

I'm looking like the tut

The way you blowing my top this voorhee bout to nut

You know this room about to shake if I'm up in the cut

Since we dissing get ya pens up im looking for blood

I'm so tired of this nigga

Think he the realest and illest

He Said we all suppose to feel this

But bitches won't last a minute

You know these groupies they follow

They got no backbone they shallow

You got to weird I unfollowed

So don't be sorry tomorrow

It's kawaii In ya city

Everything about me pretty

Got the baddest bitches with me

Don't be sending shots

if you ain't ready for the fire

It's kawaii In ya city

Everything about me pretty

Got the baddest bitches with me

Don't be sending shots

if you ain't ready for the fire

Anybody wanna beef i tell the chef it's just steak

When it's time to press a issue you can't speak up chest ache

You a hater and the loudest when you hear my mixtape

We don't know ya music nigga we just know ya sex tape

I swear that y'all gone respect me more than y'all did Aretha

Even on my longest hiatus i never been beneath her

I run em out of the city but i ain't break a sweat

I put the ball in your court but you ain't dunking yet

I'm so tired of this nigga

Think he the realest and illest

He Said we all suppose to feel this

But bitches won't last a minute

You know these groupies they follow

They got no backbone they shallow

You got to weird I unfollowed

So don't be sorry tomorrow

You the biggest of pick me's you got perfect attendance

Don't be saying in ya city you don't represent it

You on your period but me I'm just ending my sentence

I told you hoes in yo llego I was making my entrance

It's kawaii In ya city

Everything about me pretty

Got the baddest bitches with me

Don't be sending shots

if you ain't ready for the fire

It's kawaii In ya city

Everything about me pretty

Got the baddest bitches with me

Don't be sending shots

if you ain't ready for the fire

Ye-yea-yeah

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