Gossip Folks lyrics

[Verse 1:]

Like rhyme with my new bitch

But I'm on my old shit

Yeah I hold the power that I control shit

Fucking bandwagon got them bitches jumping on it

Bet I rap circles on them bitches like an orbit

Bet I rap circles till they dizzy like a full twist

Bet I kill bitches till I'm digging up the morgue ditch

Yea till I'm digging up their morgue ditch

And throw their bodies down like a preacher in a pulpit

Yeah I'm nasty doe maybe we can record it like Casio

Maybe you can bite this like Dracula

And put the head in when I fucking back it up

Nah I'm brash as fuck getting wetter than a motherfucking aqua duck

Getting wetter than a motherfucking bath of ducks

Hand run it so you bitches can't pass it up

Like

[Verse 2:]

What the fuck these bitches wanna know about me

They ain't one thing on earth I ain't told about it

A month ago I was a nobody now everybody wanna fucking know about me

Bitch best respect my space stepping on your face like you detect my weight

Bitch I'm the best I see floating like the motherfucking next Ali

Yo it's the man down and I'm chilling with a motherfucking bad brown

And another bad chick that sends home when her face painted on like Van Gogh

Y'all motherfuckers know I'm nasty catch

Whatever motherfuckers coming at me gimme

Like motherfucker throw a cassie

And I better send them bitches going home happy

[Verse 3:]

Once upon a time in Detroit

There's was a little bitch born with a sweet voice

Saying all she ever wanted was to sing a song

And have a crowd full of people that sing along

But nobody gave a fuck that this was all off the top like a game of duck

Duck, duck, duck, duck, goose

Bitch my flow wild like it's been cut loose

And I'm running every lane like a wild car

And I still kill bitches when I sub par

Yo it wasn't never really easy though

But I never let them think that they could see me though

'Cause I was alone at the bottom

Kept getting played like Hilary Rohdam

Now I'm on top and I'm coming for you loose bitches

Said it couldn't happen but I'm living fucking proof bitches

So now all this laugh was a shine on

Whip it out and wipe the shit from my behind on 'em

Y'all niggas thought you wouldn't see my grind over

But I'm a do this every motherfucking time on you

Yo I ain't even break a sweat

Making fucking heads spin till you break your neck

I'm playing home straight respect

I'm putting heat to you bitches like vapor nets

Look, I'm up up and away

Smacking any bitch who got something to say

I don't give a fuck bitch is nothing to me

I wish a bitch would get tree stumped in her face

Yo tree stumped in her face, wait tree stumped in her face

I don't give a fuck bitch is nothing to me

I wish a bitch would get tree stumped in her face

• Artist:Angel Haze
• Album:"Classick" (2012)