Rob Who

[Intro] Bitch, we 'posed to be out here uplifting each other But Mr Crab mad 'cause his pussy stank, his pussy stank Hurt bitch Bet you stank when you twerk, bitch Ho shaped like a Perc, bitch Pay a feature, we can work, bitch, yo' hurt, bitch Hurt bitch Bet you stank when you twerk, bitch Ho shaped like a Perc, bitch Pay a feature, we can work, bitch, yo' hurt, bitch (Listen) [Verse 1] Pussy ho say my name on a record Like I was gon' sit there and accept it Ho, you know I'm Suki, what the fuck you expected? You know I'm rude as fuck and you know my mouth is reckless A bitch will do anything for attention when shе desperate But how you got thе right when you finna get some rec, bitch? Ho, I'll have them steppers steppin' down on your neck, bitch Ho, you just another ho I'm checkin' off my checklist Bitch, you picked the wrong [?] to try and come and ride, bitch I'm the type to bring the strap to the rap battle When I run down on 'em, I bet you them bullets scatter Lookin' like a real nigga with that five o'clock shadow Sayin' my name but, bitch, this ain't what you want Would get your ass robbed but you ain't got shit that I want I got that ho shook up, who she tryna look for? Keep it real, ho, what shows you gettin' booked for? I asked the promoters, they said they don't really know ya She really want some cat that's why she's lookin' for Doja Nobody wanna fuck, she confused, need closure Well, I'ma expose her since she's lookin' for exposure Damn, ho, what's the matter? Dissed everybody, still don't matter Can't afford a Patek, get your ass fatter Word on the street, ho, you a paymaster I heard you payin' niggas and they still won't smash ya Man, these hoes ain't really what they say they is Mad 'cause they can't find a nigga pay they bills Talkin' all that shit but ain't the way they live Lookin' like Vivian off the Bébé's Kids Well, let me give you an update You gon' fuck around and make me get the duct tape Bitch, I laugh when I look at how your butt shake Bad body bitch built like a cupcake Ha, bitch, tell me what's wrong wit' ya? Ho, I even went and tried to did a song wit' ya But this dumb ho wylin' talkin' 'bout five-thousand Pussy ho, would you tell me what's wrong wit' ya? (What's wrong wit' ya?) CupcakKe freak, cupcakKe, take a seat I got [?] You cupcake ho, I can tell that you [?] Knock the frostin' off your ass when I see you in the street Missy, I know you see me, keep watchin' I'm gettin' Nike checks, ho, you still Reebokin' I'm purer off cut, pussy ho, you re-rockin' How you gon' rob a bitch when I heard your knees knockin'? Yeah, I got her mad, yeah, I got that bitch hot She mad she ain't really bad enough to be a thot Ugly ass ho, you will never be a fox Lookin' like Meg (Sike), after the vaccine shot Be serious, you will never be raw, you delirious Talkin' gutter ho, we ain't tryna hear it Whole man lookin' ho What I really wanna know is do you even get a period? [Interlude] Bitch, you out here shaped like a boiled egg, you big bad moose Your titties longer than a motherfuckin' prison sentence Bitch, I'm finna put some Christmas socks on her motherfuckin' titties, ho And, bitch, I'm finna keep poppin' up on you again and again like them herpes on your bootyhole, bitch And, bitch, I ain't done Yeah, huh, huh, hold up [Verse 2] Big [?] around this bitch and they all dirty Bitches send them shots like I'm Steph Curry Put that money on your head, I might cut a thirty Pussy ho, I'll have you dead and won't nobody know it Bitch, you the type to trickin' at Popeyes Chicken Chargin' forty dollars 'cause you know that pussy pissy Go and watch that dookie shooter 'cause that ass shity Suki ain't scared, bitch, [?] (Bitch) Rob who? Kill what? Come to Westside, we'll put them Glocks in your butt I'm [?] with them real killers Call them fuck niggas, they gon' die wit' ya You's a cupcake, I'm a whole cake And that [?] hatin' shit gon' lay an earthquake I seen them rolls on yo' ass, this a cold case Pussy ho, you know not to say Nicki name Rah rah, bitch, you shaped like a tablet Rah rah, them long titties is saggin' Lil' basket hound ho, your tail is waggin' 'Bout time to put these tired hoes in a casket My pussy fantastic, you is a mad bitch I heard that coochie hold ya like a catcus Bitch, is you blind? Go put on your glasses You lookin' like a walrus with them lashes [Interlude] And I'm still not done wit' you, you fuck ass ho You big, bad, bug lookin' ass bitch Fuck your mom, ho Yeah [Verse 3] Whole pussy-ass ho got me activated Tryna teach you how to rob 'cause you clout chasin' That lil' diss 'bout as dry as your weave, ho Promoters ain't gon' book you, they want me, ho I'll send you free tickets, bitch, V.I.P Put my hands on your ass like I'm Aileen You could get your face beat, I'ma MUA Lil' dirty ass ho, you just in the way Coulda hit my DM, you want promo? Said my name in your song, I'm on go mode Want the smoke but they [?], that's a no no I made a thousand bands, OnlyFans, you's a broke ho 'Bout to fire yo' ass up, leave me 'lone, girl 'Cause your wig upsettin' all my homegirls Ain't got time for no kids, I got my own girl Bitch, I'm a fool, I'm gon' tell you nothin' wrong, girl [Outro] Old tired ass ho