I’M LIKE… AN ANIME GIRL… BUT REAL! lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, uh, shoutout to Karma Mob (Yuh)
Shoutout to SEMTEXXX for always being a real one (Woo, yeah!)
(Shoutout SEMTEXXX!)
Shoutout to DOTFLOW for also always being a real one
(Shoutout DOTFLOW!)
Those are two people I don't really shoutout in songs usually
(Buck, should I get it?)
I don't know what this intro is, my fault
(Brokie, your music f*cking sucks)

[Verse]
All of these rappers be playin' that make-believe
I hit the plug little b*tch I don't pay for weed
I'm getting high 'till I feel like I'm ADD
Yo b*tch is chiefin' my car tryna stay with me
No, no, no, b*tch, I'm takin' lil hoe cannot stay with me
Ex-b*tch cheated the weed is my pain relief
I got a weapon I feel like I'm 83
I'ma put a f*ckboy on a shirt like I'm Rei13
D-D-Double twin Glockies, we gon' shoot at his bladdеr
I open up Distro, my pockets get fattеr
Lil b*tch I'm a rapper, that boy gon' get badder
I'm eating these beats like a mof*ckin' raptor
I got a check and I didn't do sh*t today
I got yo' b*tch in my bed tryna fornicate
She brought a G and I gave her my di*k to pay
Hit the door, b*tch, we ain't go on no dinner date
b*tch, I got bills to pay, I gotta liberate
Get out my crib 'fore this Glocky obliterate
Give me that little f*ckboy, let me demonstrate
Pull out the heater I let it incinerate that boy
I'll keep it a hundred I'll keep it a stack boy
Keep talkin' sh*t if you tryna get smacked boy
I hit a lil twink from the back he a catboy (Wow!)
Cardio runnin' my waist like a snatch boy
Brokie not broke, lil b*tch I got stacks, boy
Brokie too pretty, lil b*tch I'ma snack, boy
I got yo' b*tch to come sit on my lap, boy
Lil b*tch I was born in a mof*ckin' lab, boy
I'm throwin' back 40s, I feel like a frat boy
Feel like a frat boy, shoutout to LAC
It is not lack. boy
Shoutout to Karma Mob, we never lack, boy
ISSBROKIE!
[Outro]
Yo, there's this—there's this one really nice burger place next to my house called "Nations", uh, shoutout Nations for always having the best f*ckin' burgers in like— just food all around, you f*ck— I f*ck with you Nations, let's get it

D-D-Double twin Glockies, we gon shoot at his bladder
I open up distro, my pockets get fatter
Lil b*tch I'm a rapper, that boy gon' get badder
I'm eating these beats like a mof*ckin' raptor
I got a check and I didn't do sh*t today
I got yo' b*tch in my bed tryna fornicate
She brought a G and I gave her my di*k to pay
Hit the door, b*tch, we ain't go on no dinner date