All Me! (Female Remix)
• Written by Ibtrill
Ibtrill's Notes
The verse starts at 0:30!
(Intro/Chorus..)
(Beat Drop)
You bitches chitt-lins./
My skills are God given./
You might need some specs,/
'cos my shine cripples visions./
Shootin' stars all over the sky,/
I'm touchin' it, no puffing lie,/
You utter lies, young nigga,/
Don't compromise, my figure./
Hour glass figure,/
Drinkin' Molt Liquor./
No scratch that,/
Take that back,/
I need my damn liver./
Uptown much simpler./
But niggahs don't take prisoners./
We sinners in a dying world,/
So who the fuck the victor?/
I got to much stress./
To try to impress./
My windows is freezin',/
Shit, lemme refresh./
I'm just trynna be the best,/
On the top as the next./
Snatch yo crown,
Throw it around,/
To my dog, playin' fetch./
Bars, niqqa....../
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Ibtrill
Member since August 7 2014