Bitter Raps lyrics

[Intro]
Yo it's a thin line between opinions and bitterness, my n*gga
Choose wisely
Ayo, this thirsty sh*t could be a real deadly thing, bruh
Don't be the next victim of Thirst 48
Unless it's too late
I think it is
Whoa, ugh

[Verse 1]
And I'm a witness (I'm a witness), sh*t
I hate when n*ggas get to flexing
Just to show off for some b*tches (For some b*tches)
But still ain't got none, hmm (And still ain't got none)
You smoke 'em out just for the kisses
Always asking for a shotgun
You need to kill that (Need to kill that), whoa
I know I always say I'm numb
So you should know that we don't feel that (We don't feel that)
No, we don't feel that (We don't feel that), huh
But we ain't on the same thing, no, we ain't on the same thing
So what you saying? (What you saying?)
Ugh, I hate when n*ggas get grown up
And out of nowhere, get to banging (Oh he banging?)
Like where you hanging? (Where you hanging?)
Hmm, I wonder if them n*ggas know you
At the place that you be claiming (Prolly not)
Or you just acting (Or you just acting), whoa
And most you n*ggas is my sons
sh*t, I should claim you on my taxes (On my taxes)
It's more than rapping (It's more than rapping), ha
But we ain't on the same thing, no, we ain't on the same thing

[Interlude]
I love y'all b*tches' twerk videos, though
It's just y'all ego I hate sometimes, haha
Oh
Yeah
And you n*ggas really gotta stop doing these gay-ass poses all over the social, like, tryna be models
I don't know if n*ggas is models, rappers, or what
The f*ck is going on, bruh?
Real rap, ugh

[Verse 2]
Somebody help me (Somebody help me), whoa
I hate when n*ggas roll up weak blunts
Just so they can take a selfie (Take a selfie?)
Got me hot, though (Got me hot, though), ugh
I hate when n*ggas pop a pill
And start to thinking that they macho (Oh, you thugging?)
Like he a savage (Who he think he is?), hmm
I hate when n*ggas get to flexing
Just to show off for some ratchets (For some ratchets)
Oh sh*t, I said that (Oh sh*t, I said that), damn
I guess I'm on the same thing, I'm prolly on the same thing
Go 'head and try me (Go 'head and try me, though), whoa
I hate how every LA rapper try to make a song like YG
Like, be creative (Be creative), ugh
I hate when b*tches call me bro
When I already seen them naked (Seen them naked)
We ain't related (We ain't related)
Ugh, damn, man, I hate it (Hate it)
My most honest opinion? I feel like all you n*ggas wack (Wack)
Take this weed and roll it up up in these bitter raps
I'm killing y'all