I RLLY HATE TRAP METAL lyrics

Chorus:
Talk your sh*t, lil b*tch
You n*ggas is all my kids
So suck my di*k, lil b*tch
Yea he never gon know you're there
Aha!

Verse 1:
First I'm NASCAR, now The Morgue
Yea you ready for me dawg, f*ck you thought?
It go Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday (Yeaa)
These n*ggas bark alot
Catch me in the lawn chair posted on the block
b*tch I'm Soulja Boy, dancing on yo feat
I Milly Rock
Nearly took b*tch for a bag never came up to the spot

Verse 2:
I don't gotta spit to be better than n*ggas
b*tch I'm a white cop how I'm f*cking deading these n*ggas
And your screaming sh*t not meaning sh*t
This heavy metal real my n*gga go read some sh*t, dummy

Hook:
b*tch I really hate trap metal
How you gon name your whole sh*t then back pedal
Though I f*ck with Zilla, all these other little n*ggas
Just some bugs, I kill em
b*tch I'm steady, chillin'
Verse 3:
I was 19, n*gga, and forever a felon
I'm caught with a MAC-11
And I will send em to heaven
Go get the body bags, cause I just bodied that
f*ck you n*ggas bring DMX and [?] back

Chorus:
Talk your sh*t, lil b*tch
You n*ggas is all my kids
So suck my di*k, lil b*tch
Yea he never gon know you're there
Aha!