Glowing On 47th lyrics

[Intro]
C-c-Curly Fry on tha' beat

[Verse]
Shoutout to my haters 'cause I know you f*ckin' hearin' this
What's my next move? Know that sh*t is so mysterious
We don't make beef, motherf*cker, we is searin' it
Snap on the track, then I snap your f*ckin' humerus
Sayin' I can't rap, f*ck, boy, is you serious?
I be sippin' sh*t, makes my skinny-ass delirious
I say I'm the best, now the b*tch is f*ckin' curious
f*ck her then I block her number and she f*ckin' furious
My bars can't be slow as sh*t, I'm up next and y'all notice it
This chance, I can't be blowin' it, you mad? Then f*ckin' throw a fit
Towing sh*t, I tote a brick, maulin' tracks, I'm mowin' sh*t
The bar, y'all f*ckin' lowered it, I'm here to up the pole, this is
My freestylе fire, when I rap - you all inspired
Kill thе sh*t like Michael Myers, say you up, you just a liar
I'll be dead 'fore I retire, b*tches flat like punctured tires
Play with her heart like a lyre, this my time, your time expired
I got money from maliciousness, stand out, I'm conspicuous
Oh this sh*t is hard, freestyles, bruh, I'm ripping it
Syrup mixed with Lipton, got a b*tch like London Tipton
She said "only put the tip in" then the rest is f*ckin' history
Now these boys think they compete
When I'm the dog that's off the leash
I break her walls, but she don't bleed
And when I spit, I'm a machine
I started this sh*t for my homies
Now I'm rappin' out my dome piece
She said that I killed her slowly
Haha, b*tch, you f*ckin' lonely, hoe