Elite Gourmet ๐
You ain't winning shit Its M.E. bitch You ain't winning shit it's M.E bitch Bitch you can't compete with this Bitch, you can't compete with this Bitch, you can't compete with this hmmm Capech, I'll spilt ya wig ya little beech I'm way to wavy, my baby be like the ocean of the Pacific, to be specific im way to different for the fan to choose you when they picking, after they take a listen, they can cleary see you, capping when you rapping, i take your life like a heart attack just happen, leave you gasping, like a knee on ya neck, yeah that type disrespect, give you the blues, if a bich was standing right next to you, we probably couldn't tell whos who, fuck the fame just give me the loot, only fools rush in to battle, not knowing how a nigga is come at you, art of war sun tsu ,i just sonned you , boy picked a random now a ass whooping is what is haned to him, Don't spell huumble with out the double u, I had to emphasize it, because this L is going to trouble you.
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first guy won this battle