Botched lyrics

[Chorus: KUNTFETISH]
Bippity bop bop b*tch, heard you a bop
I'm the top of the notch, my lip gloss poppin’, your sh*t is botched
Need some tits, or some lips, I'll recommend you a doc
Saw your post-op b*tch, yeah, your body a flop

[Verse 1: KUNTFETISH]
Know you love my appearance
Got the sl*t belly ring, and I got it from Claire's
Say he love my tattoos, he like to bite on my piercings
But he got to pay a fee, if he want to get near me
He like to f*ck me rough, like the neighbors to hear me
Got the Louis duffle bag, and the dangly earrings
Got the juicy tracksuit, and the panties to match
Got the sеmi-automatic, and the di*k is attached
Say she didn’t likе me? Must be smoking that crack
He went lower on my pus*y, started licking my ass (Ass-ass—)
Told that faggot do not open that mouth, until I nut
And I just some blows so I'm too f*cked up to fuss
Put a muzzle on that b*tch, she can't keep her mouth shut
Kick a b*tch butt with my Uggs, and leave her in the mud
(Mud-mud-mud—)

[Verse 2: Chase Icon]
I ain't talking surge, when I say I'm post-op
She ain't an opp, she a bop, and her sh*t flopped
World tour, but I had to make a pit stop
To drop your rent at a wig shop
All eyes on me in the center of the ring like a circus
Switch to bigger bags like I'm trading in my Birkin's
b*tches want my look they don’t wanna put the work in, it’s certain
b*tch popped off like a nail, should've stay pressed
Bet your man won’t care I got a fake chest
Twenty-three, what my waist and my age says
You on Candy Land, I only play chess
Hermes? Put it on the AmEx
Safe sex? Only for a paycheck
Big twins? I ain't talking Aphex
I'm sweeter than candy, do you want a taste test?
[Chorus: KUNTFETISH]
Bippity bop bop b*tch, heard you a bop
I'm the top of the notch, my lip gloss poppin’, your sh*t is botched
Need some tits or some lips, I'll recommend you a doc
Saw your post-op b*tch, yeah, your body a flop

[Outro: KUNTFETISH]
Oh my God Chase, did you see that f*ck ass bop?