[Intro: Acid Souljah]
Based bitches on my nuts, it's 2022, I'm Acid Souljah and you fuckin' with dj with
[Verse]
Chasing, yeah, I chase that paper
She said, "Hi," I said, "See you later"
Yeah, I got a bunch of clothes, and they're not fake, uh
Yeah, I had to cut them off 'cause they were fake, uh
Yeah, I got a lot of bread just like a baker
Heard you got that money, yeah, I heard that you were a faker
I step out the house in skinny jeans and makeup
Look better than my bitch, yeah, I think that we might break up
[?]
When the sun comes up, yeah, you know I cannot wake up
Why you actin' jealous? 'Cause you know that you gave up
Shut the fuck up yeah you know how I came up
Yeah, I got a bad bitch from Jamaica
She keeps playing games, yeah, she must think that she's Sega
Bitch, I'm Tumblr famous like Acacia
Bitch, I just booked a flight, yeah, to Asia
Yeah, I'm abnormal like hyperplasia
All my songs are symphonies just like Fantasia
Yeah, my fits is white just like a geisha
When I'm angry I see red like rosacea
I might go kill 'em off like euthanasia
Haven't slept in three years, I'm a delayer
My brain is off so I'll just do it later
And I'm flying off the ket' like a cicada
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