เนื้อเพลง Gossip Folks - Angel Haze

[Verse 1:]
Like rhyme with my new b*tch
But I'm on my old sh*t
Yeah I hold the power that I control sh*t
F*cking bandwagon got them b*tches jumping on it
Bet I rap circles on them b*tches like an orbit
Bet I rap circles till they dizzy like a full twist
Bet I kill b*tches till I'm digging up the morgue ditch
Yea till I'm digging up their morgue ditch
And throw their bodies down like a preacher in a pulpit
Yeah I'm nasty doe maybe we can record it like Casio
Maybe you can bite this like Dracula
And put the head in when I f*cking back it up
Nah I'm brash as f*ck getting wetter than a motherf*cking aqua duck
Getting wetter than a motherf*cking bath of ducks
Hand run it so you b*tches can't pass it up
Like

[Verse 2:]
What the f*ck these b*tches wanna know about me
They ain't one thing on earth I ain't told about it
A month ago I was a nobody now everybody wanna f*cking know about me
B*tch best respect my space stepping on your face like you detect my weight
B*tch I'm the best I see floating like the motherf*cking next Ali
Yo it's the man down and I'm chilling with a motherf*cking bad brown
And another bad chick that sends home when her face painted on like Van Gogh
Y'all motherf*ckers know I'm nasty catch
Whatever motherf*ckers coming at me gimme
Like motherf*cker throw a cassie
And I better send them b*tches going home happy

[Verse 3:]
Once upon a time in Detroit
There's was a little b*tch born with a sweet voice
Saying all she ever wanted was to sing a song
And have a crowd full of people that sing along
But nobody gave a f*ck that this was all off the top like a game of duck
Duck, duck, duck, duck, goose
B*tch my flow wild like it's been cut loose
And I'm running every lane like a wild car
And I still kill b*tches when I sub par
Yo it wasn't never really easy though
But I never let them think that they could see me though
'Cause I was alone at the bottom
Kept getting played like Hilary Rohdam
Now I'm on top and I'm coming for you loose b*tches
Said it couldn't happen but I'm living f*cking proof b*tches
So now all this laugh was a shine on
Whip it out and wipe the sh*t from my behind on 'em
Y'all n*ggas thought you wouldn't see my grind over
But I'm a do this every motherf*cking time on you
Yo I ain't even break a sweat
Making f*cking heads spin till you break your neck
I'm playing home straight respect
I'm putting heat to you b*tches like vapor nets
Look, I'm up up and away
Smacking any b*tch who got something to say
I don't give a f*ck b*tch is nothing to me
I wish a b*tch would get tree stumped in her face
Yo tree stumped in her face, wait tree stumped in her face
I don't give a f*ck b*tch is nothing to me
I wish a b*tch would get tree stumped in her face