Twat Burger Lyrics

Reported me on the gram, got me banned, you a twat burger

Not talking money, conversation going not further

If you try to fight me, self-defense, that was not murder

Easy cut case, investigation was upon further

Yeah, they let me off with not guilty

You're rotting in the grave and it's filthy

Saw your guys, they didn't slide, yeah looking silly

Piss on yo tomb when I'm passing through your city

So much time in the trap, yeah, I might as well move in

Go through TSA, but you know I sneak the tools in

Yeah, we top gunning, yeah, you know we Tom Cruisin'

Ops talking shit, but the score says they're losing

Yeah, our rivals down, yeah, they down double digits

Nobody said shit when I went there for a visit

I was on their block and all I heard was crickets

I banned you from your hood, come to me for a ticket

Yeah, little boy, you clearly not a true stepper

I be eating steak and lobster with some salt and pepper

Link with new hoes, so you know I gotta check her

Bitch trying to pull up and be a home wrecker

This whore trying to cuff me like she not an ugly bimbo

Her bestie kind of bad, she at my crib playing limbo

Broke her fucking back, yeah, I broke her fucking limb bone

Bitches tryna to take me down, act like I'm not him though

Act like I'm not him, but no one else is gonna beat me

Drill his head with power tools, his brain is leaking neatly

Text my second burner phone if you need to reach me

Piggies didn't have evidence, so they had to free me

All I'm gonna say is I keep my business private

Shawty eating dick like she on a penis diet

Feel like Kai Cenat, I might incite a fucking riot

Smack a stupid bitch and I tell her to be quiet

Turn this shit to 1800, she ain't got the right to speak

Flexing petty tens, I make more in like half a week

Yeah, she saw my Chase account, damn near made her wet the sheets

Never switched up, yeah, you know I keep my Millie's Meek

Yeah, I'm saying humble, yeah, you know my day one's gotta eat

Can't remember our last L, it's been all winning streak

Got a couple snipers who aren't scared to drop you if you peek

Not scared to call you nerd if you acting like a geek

Yeah, sorry, can't really hang around dorks

If he wanna fuck with me, I turn him to a corpse

You out here spreading rumors, I'm just asking for the source

Yeah, this bitch says I'm hung between my legs, like a horse

Like a what

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, like a horse

Yo, bitch wanna fuck me, well, duh, yeah, of course

Yeah, I fuck this bitch raw, at yo crib, they sendin' storks

Now you wanna divorce

Go and tell it to the courts

Like, damn, go and tell it to the judge, bro

Meanwhile, yo bitch, at my set in the front row

Don't really care, yeah, that bitch is a dumb hoe

Asked me when the drop coming in, but I don't know

Don't care, cause I got tons inside my stash

Meanwhile, you're broke, scraping an eighth all in cash

See you on my turf, yeah, then our clans might clash

See you on my turf, yeah, we turn your brains into mash

Potato

whatever you say, hoe