Not A j*rk Rapper lyrics

[Intro]
You're listening to YhapoJJ

[Verse]
Do you wanna be my sl*t-let me know right now
I’m not no f*ckin' j*rk rapper, that sh*t is so played out
Do you wanna be my sl*t-let me know right-
She gone tell my phone, talkin' bout "Yhap’, I wanna be yo' sl*t!"
I'ma text her back like "Pull on up!" like "b*tch gon' Pull on up!"
I know this b*tch she bad, her attitude just really f*ckin' nuts
I see yo' b*tch she bad, I f*cked this hoe-my di*k all in her guts
I told this b*tch I'm nasty, she like "How nasty?"-I told this b*tch I'm yuck
I think ’bout buyin glasses, put on my glasses just walk past these hoes
These rap n*ggas throw tantrums, act dramatic n*gga don’t call me bro
I'm not cool with none of these rap n*ggas, n*ggas act like hoes

All you rap n*ggas, y’all act like hoes
All you rap underground b*tch ass n*ggas, all you n*ggas hoes
If I tell you the truth-Ya' favorite rapper wouldn't wanna work with me 'cause he know I’m a goat
If I tell the truth-I don't wanna work with him 'cause he pus*y and he sorry as f*ck, I know
I smoke in my chair, and think 'bout us-I feel alone at times
Lil bro caught a body, I don't give a f*ck-you know you still my slime
My swody will pop ya' top and don't give a f*ck, he still my slime
When I see these n*ggas, I see pus*y, n*ggas livin' lies
Walkin' through yo' city smokin' kush, n*ggas movin' large
And yo' partner pus*y, n*gga a rat, n*gga he testified
I know yo' partner pus*y, can't come around, n*gga can't even touch the fye
Don't speak on them swords, you stupid n*gga-unless you ready to die!
Mobbin' with these whores in the stores, I changed some b*tches lives
You open them doors, then them doors open doors for ya' life
She swerve __, on a Porsche-she goin' live tonight
She don't give a f*ck about that girl, she got that boy on ice
[Outro]
Boy on ice, boy on ice
She got that f*ckin' boy on ice