Laugh At Em lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, uh, mm
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (6lement)
Uh

[Verse 1]
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words could never hurt
n*ggas droppin' like flies, they pray one day they break the curse
My songs'll make you wanna show 'em how that Uzi vert
She got the brains of a scholar, she a super nerd
#Trendsetter, BabyChief'll do it first
Dead man, call Uncle Sam, put him in the hearse
I know a redbone b*tch, she wanna be a nurse
I told her be a pharmacist, I got her stealin' Percs

[Chorus]
She ain't for me, she for the streets, but I'm not mad at her (But I'm not mad at her)
He bragged 'bout a b*tch that we both hit and I just laughed at him
I cannot trust a ho for sh*t, she gotta wear a tracker
I heard her n*gga called me broke, he got it ass-backwards

[Bridge]
Ass-backwards
I heard her mans was sayin' I'm broke, he got it ass-backwards
26 12 sh*t, b*tch, this sh*t for the slimes and animals only, n*gga, uh, uh
[Verse 2]
I swear that b*tch a diva, a liar and a cheater
She doin' this sh*t for the grace of the 'net, that b*tch is a people pleaser
She gon' do anything so won't nobody try to leave her
I'm hittin' the door no matter what, bae, I don't need a reason
I like foreigners, pretty-ass Puerto Ricans
26 12 sh*t, real n*ggas know the meanin'
I laugh at the fact that I got rich off droppin' teasers
I'm MVP in this sh*t, this is just my rookie season
I don't gotta pay nobody sh*t and I don't gotta answer the phone
I'm off drank, not tryna be bothered, f*ck out my face, just leave me alone
Hoes my age don't know what to do with me, I like my b*tches grown
Rockstar sh*t, 2017 Post Malone
Uh, I need cheese, I need cheese, I need provolone (I need cheese, I need cheese, I need cheese, I need cheese, I need cheese, I need cheese, I need cheese)
Just like the cops, we don't need keys to get inside your home
That lil' b*tch f*ck on all the rappers, all her n*ggas known (Her n*ggas known)
I told her, "Just to get to me, you must let doggy bone" (Let doggy bone)

[Bridge]
Mm-mm, mm-mm, believer (b*tch, you gotta let doggy bone)
That b*tch a non-believer (b*tch, you gotta let doggy bone)
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm, slatt, mm-mm-mm-mm-mm (b*tch, you wanna get to me, you gotta let doggy bone, uh)

[Chorus]
She ain't for me, she for the streets, but I'm not mad at her
He bragged 'bout a b*tch that we both hit and I just laughed at him
I cannot trust a ho for sh*t, she gotta wear a tracker
I heard her n*gga called me broke, he got it ass backwards
[Outro]
Uh, uh, b*tch, broke, who? You got it ass backwards, slatt
Uh, got it ass backwards, slatt
b*tch, you got it ass backwards, b*tch, you got it ass backwards, b*tch, you got it
Non-believer, uh
That b*tch a non-believer