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letra de set it off - aliimah

[chorus]
gonna set it off, f-k you mean? can’t sit with me
only pretty girls and the g-ys can sit with me
only real rappers that can write can spit with me
i’m really that b-tch like it really been hittin me
i don’t really know what the f-ck got into me
real good b-tch, you don’t wanna be my enemy
it’s a big deal that n-ggas know how to deal with me
ain’t in my feels but when i’m spittin, are you feelin me?

[verse 1]
yeah it’s goin up like thermometers
hoes be sick of me, i’m pressure like barometers
can’t compute me with thеm monitors
such a ki, b-tch in all caps, got to her
i be dappin on thesе hoes like i’m dan dan
hoes careers shorter than my attention span, span
i’m a writer, i can see why b-tches stan stan
b-tch, time’s up, tiktok, they get ban ban
real n-ggas spat?
where the real n-ggas at?
if you ain’t bout that paper, where the real scissors at?
seen a lot of bad b-tches, where the real b-tches at?
b-tches thought they can beat me, where the real stitches at?
yeah i’m coming and i’m cunning
don’t walk on the beat, i’m running
got em pistol how i’m gunning
i’m so witty how i’m punning
i bang on b-tches, in they hair like some bobby pins
ain’t cradling you hoe, don’t you play with my pen
n-ggas play like they ball, but really they just dodgin it
i make these b-tches wait cause i know that they watchin it
i said what i said and i know what i meant
ballpointing when i pick up my pen
just running around the city, it’s the gaggery
hoes ain’t canny like the campbells, zachary
[chorus]
gonna set it off, f-k you mean? can’t sit with me
only pretty girls and the g-ys can sit with me
only real rappers that can write can spit with me
i’m really that b-tch like it really been hittin me
i don’t really know what the f-ck got into me
real good b-tch, you don’t wanna be my enemy
it’s a big deal that n-ggas know how to deal with me
ain’t in my feels but when i’m spittin, are you feelin me?

[verse 2]
b-tches ain’t got the gas like a texaco
started my rap career just to go flex a hoe
b-tches wanna read b-tches, pick a lexico
these hoes a trip, take em to mexico
sneak around and make hits cause i can can
and i rock these b-tches heads like the man man
you know that every summer imma jam jam
i stay slamming on hoes like i’m bam bam
imma make em eat the words, does it taste like medal?
b-tches give me my flowers cause the way that i pedal
got b-tches pressed when i enter, they so yan
n-ggas couldn’t blow me even they was a fan

[verse 3]
f-ckin and don’t be cuffin like a main cop
baggin up this bread like it’s my main shop
hoes got so called beef but never link, opp
big apple, face time, pink watch
got big while we starved like them kids
yet i’m still hungry in them bars like them kids
if rap was a park, i’d swing, slide. and i slid. yes i did
b-tch couldn’t beat me even if i were a kid
still draggin you, which ground do you stand?
you on the floor cause it’s quicker than the sand
cry me a river, call up justin and savan’
get in my face, you know where imma put my hand
[chorus]
gonna set it off, f-k you mean? can’t sit with me
only pretty girls and the g-ys can sit with me
only real rappers that can write can spit with me
i’m really that b-tch like it really been hittin me
i don’t really know what the f-ck got into me
real good b-tch, you don’t wanna be my enemy
it’s a big deal that n-ggas know how to deal with me
ain’t in my feels but when i’m spittin, now you feelin me, b-tch

- aliimah

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