stream it! (50k song)

[Verse 1: Squiblers]

50k, 50k, 50k, 50k

50k total streams, now my numbers seemin' mean

Sorry, I can't hear you, whatcha tryna say to me?

Got a business for myself, higher than the top shelf

Nah, bitch, I don't need help, keep yo shit to yourself

I'm just tryna do my own thing over here

While you're over there crying in the corner

I can hear your whining constantly, saying, "How are you bigger?"

Huh, c'mon, bitch, it's only five figures

Talkin' shit all the time, that's all you really do

If you wanna get big, you need ways to improve, like

Talkin' bout your life will make you really sad

I've been told to be fake, but I don't wanna be bad

Stop fakin' your shade, stop flexin' it

Your number's artificial and I'm officially lit

I don't know where I'm at 'cause this world is huge

Got a bunch of fans in countries that I never even knew

Doin' this for a year, I'm still slick and new

Over here makin' rhymes, no one else can be shrude

I'm tryna make it bigger than I already have

That's why I started making jokes about abandoning dads

Put a verse on ALLEYWAY, don't care what you have to say

Writin' music everyday, rappin' for the NBA

Seems though that I have it made, and that's my own

People say if I keep it up, I'll be in a motorhome

I don't care where I live as long as I'm happy

Just know next time you talk shit, you should at me

So I can prove you're wrong, and post your ask aways

People call me out a lot for bein' a saint

Yeah, I murdered the beat, still allergic to meat

They get incredible feats, got opportunities

To make a real fine life, okay, that's my bet

But [?] their life, the other means, I'm dead

But I made it, you a player, talk shit, yeah, you hatin'

I don't care if you playin', nobody replicatin'

I probably won't listen, got my head in the clouds

While you're down there on Earth making incoherent sounds

Before you talk shit about the wrong bitch

Make sure you know who it is before you go and snitch

Because if they make a point and they prove you wrong

Say goodbye to your respect, sayonara, so long, bitch

[Verse 2: Twikipedia]

(D2LTA, bitch)

I got 50k, put some diamonds on my wrist

Ellie hit the 50k, you know she be makin' hits

Twikipedia on the track, I love the bread just like I'm rich

But for real, I'm really poor and I can barely buy a switch (Damn)

I don't need no autotune, I do that shit myself

Yes, I fucking hate the Internet and treat it like it's hell

And I heard that Ellie got that too, so I don't brought my shelves

I went hunting for some diamonds but instead, I fucking fell

All that shit go crazy

I don't even f with these lyrics, honestly

But look at my sweater

I got Louis Vuitton on me

I feel like a dresser

But I'm not a sell out, I'm in a designer

Look at my iPhone, it came with a charger

Look at my charger, and know I'ma come' over

But most importantly just look at the way that rappin'

On this track like around like a vinyl

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace

My shoes are from BestBuy, my shirt's from Zimbabwe

Twikipedia on that feature this shit gonna blow up

Just like every song by Cardi

Bitch, I apologize, I never say sorry

I'm one of the greatest brands like Ferrari

Ever since I dropped my first song, everybody tryna copy

[Chorus: Twikipedia]

I collect the bag, then I'm dipping from the house

Up on Jailbreak I'm most wanted so you better watch out

I ain't got my iPhone either so I might gon' switch sides

Twikipedia dropping classes 'til the day he fucking die, yeah

I collect the bag, then I'm dipping from the house

Up on Jailbreak I'm most wanted so you better watch out

I ain't got my iPhone either so I might gon' switch sides

Twikipedia dropping classes 'til the day he fucking die, yeah

[Outro: Twikipedia]

Uh... sh-shoutout to me?

Twikipedia? I-I'm Twikipedia

I'm D2LTA on Roblox, so, yeah (Boo! No one cares!)

And I exist (Where's the song? Oh my god...)

Thank you Ellie, for letting me be on this song

This is awesome and epic (Who cares? No one- shut up!)