My Demeanor Lyrics

Huh

Lil' $ane

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

So I look better than you

Rap better than you

Chain wetter than you

Get more cheddar than you

Never checkin' for you

Everything I do is better than you

Never lesser than you

Pay attention cause a bitch is givin' lessons to you

Step one

I'ma show you how to skate on the beat like ice

If a bitch want war, give it to him real nice

I stay on y'all heads like white on rice

Okay, okay

So who first on my checklist

Shoulda read the sign when I said do not check this

That little red button, you just had to go and press it

Shoulda did your homework, you not ready for this test, bitch

I find it impressive how you think you can flex on me

Peep the wrist, I can spend a whole check on it

You talkin' slick out your neck and I'ma step on it

Head can be treasure, do not make me put an X on it

Yeah, ho, I stay ready, you don't know I stay petty

With the shit but don't take any

You talk coins but don't make any

Counting niggas who can beat me

Don't go far cause it ain't many

Matter of fact, scratch that

When I look back, it ain't any

Yeah, all these niggas is weak sauce

And I hope they kick the bucket

All these niggas is weak sauce

And they wanna be on my nuggets

So I'ma dip them, fry them

All them bitches get cooked

And I'ma read them for fun

That's the only way they get booked

That's the only way they get air-time

The only way they get played

I just toss them in the air fryer

I told you get niggas ate

Why these niggas wanna play

Like I'm still back in grade school

Get from all my comments

Little bitch, you know we ain't cool

Get from all my comments

And get back in line

You know where I'm from

Hoe the 619

Where we don't go back and forth

With a bitch online

And if they wanna call truce

Nigga, hit decline

Attitude like Cardi

If I beef, it's forever

Up and it's stuck

Will I drop it

Never

Snakes in the grass

Let me get back to mowing

You parked in my spot

So the goons came to tow it

This is for

The one bitch that owe me

I'm still on your ass

Like the cat back in '03

But first

I had to roll up some OG

And body some niggas

Like Nicky on Only

He not a rapper

He a singer

I don't like him

When I see him, middle finger

He don't scare me

Like a bee without a stinger

They know a bitch mean

They can tell by my demeanor

Ha

Yeah

The fuck is you talking about

I get in the booth

And I take heads off

You bitches can't do what I do

And if you think you can do what I do

Let me know when we need to head up, bitch

Yeah