Muslim b*tch lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, hm
Yeah, yeah (sh*t)
Ayy, hm
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus]
Who would've thought I could make it this far off of rapping, I ain't even reach my peak yet (sh*t)
Don't even tweak, for real, I'm gonna blow, on my mama, I'm lit, I be making them captions (Blah)
Rapping finesse, you can blame it on passion and pus*y (Blah)
Thank god my n*ggas ain't braggin' 'bout pus*y and sh*t (Bah, bah, bah)
I got a thing for this Muslim b*tch, n*ggas be— (Uh)

[Verse]
200k in a week, nah, day (Blah)
I been a dub, you can sleep on bae 'cause that b*tch like to play with a n*gga (sh*t)
Back in the day she was saving and slaving for n*ggas (sh*t)
I miss a b*tch that would cater to me (Cater, yeah)
I got a— (Uh, yeah)
Who would've thought I could— (Uh, sh*t, who would've, who would've, ayy)

[Chorus]
Who would've thought I could make it this far off of rapping, I ain't even reach my peak yet (sh*t, blah)
Don't even tweak, for real, I'm gonna blow, on my mama, I'm lit, I be making them captions (Blah)
Rapping finesse, you can blame it on passion and pus*y
Thank god my n*ggas ain't braggin' 'bout pus*y (b*tch)
I got a thing for this Muslim b*tch (Gang)