Take Notes (PFMS) lyrics

[Intro]
Tell a b*tch take notes
Tell a b*tch take notes

[Verse 1]
Lay yo ass to rest in my bed
Keep talking that sh*t, I’ma fill you with led
Just like a virus, b*tch I spread
Y'all motherf*ckers softer than bread
Rap so hard, I revive the dead
Don’t give a damn what I just just said
Don’t give a damn what I just just said
Don’t give a damn what I just just said
Tell a b*tch take notes
Rewrite your sh*t, I don’t believe in ghosts
Good ass session 'fore a mo'f*cker roast
Go so hard, I turn bread into toast
Lately, rappers go so average
Y’all 21 but I’m so savage
Sicko Mode or Mo Bamba?
b*tch I flash like a mo'f*cking camera
Beat up the pus*y, you know that I slam the
b*tch, I turn green like The Hulk
Call me Bruce Banner
Like cinnamon chick and I made her my Senpai
We back to the crib and we f*ck and watch hentai
Blaze on some green, we so damn high, so damn high
Yes, I’m going psycho, I don’t know why though
She mad at me, but I’m not her type though
I’m standin' still just like a statue
Gun up in my hand, b*tch, I’m aiming right up at you
I’m a static shock, tick around the clock
Hate to claim this but I’m the f*cking best
All you damn rappers shoot your f*cking test
At least I still have a heartbeat I’m my chest
[Hook]
Tell a b*tch take notes
Tell a b*tch take notes
Tell a b*tch take notes
Tell a b*tch take notes
Tell a b*tch take notes
Tell a b*tch take notes
Tell a b*tch take notes
Tell a b*tch take notes

[Verse 2]
Messing with me is an accident
I open her up like a cabinet
Hop in the coupe, I go skrrt, aye
Kick yo ex to the dirt, aye
I’m 'bout to put her to work, aye
She getting ready to j*rk, aye
Ooh, less tactic
I can make her clothes dissapear like magic
b*tch you dirty like a mo'f*cking maggot
I got her stuck like a goddamn magnet
Headlights on, make her swerve in traffic