Hymn Lyrics

Flex on a bitch, get your money up

Hoe mad at me, it ain't my fault, you ain't did enough

I'll call ya bluff and I'm tough, diamond in a rough

You be looking rough

You the type of bitch I wouldn't cuff

Speak on my dead, you gon end up with 'em

Bitches be ducking, I can't get up with 'em

I'm a gem

Comparing me to who? bitch you know I'm not them

Stump a bitch out in my brand new timbs

He say I spit gospel, I be singing him a hymn

I be singing him a hymn

I be singing him a hymn

I be singing him a hymn

I be singing him a hymn

I be singing him a hymn

Score above the rim, I be dunking in the gym

I be dunking in the court like I'm Michael, I'm him

He say I'm

Slim jim, nasty like Lil Kim

Dive in my ocean, he swim and he drown

Took me on a trip, he take me to poundtown

I'm from uptown & my plug is downtown

He lick me like I'm licorice, he drink me like I'm brown

It is going down, frown

Pounded it from the back then I told him see you round

He frowned, he's a clown

I don't see a bitch, I'm queen, I'm crowned

He like the way I look

Get ya man took

He like the way I look

Get ya man took

He like the way I look

Get ya man took

He like the way I look

Get ya man took

She said I'm ugly so I fucked her brother now she ass shook

Leave her ass hooked

And she don't want beef, I'll leave it uncooked

Go against me and you failed

That's a bad look

Put them bitches on and now they stealing, that's a sad crook

Bitches can't rap, I could write a rap book

Bitches can't rap, I could really write a rap book

Bitches can't rap, I could really write a rap book

Bitches can't rap, I could really write a rap