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letra de single white female - mac lethal

[verse 1]
i got a little story ’bout a single white female
her name is tammy, but you’ll need some fine details
she gets up on the internet and argues with strangers
’cause inside she’s full of insecurity and anger
she tries to be edgy, that’s her rap ploy
but back in the day, she was a frat boy
she says everybody hates her, but no one even cares
so now i’m gonna grab the b-tch and throw her by the hair
ayo, single white female, it’s time to make the jay burn
where’s your f-ckin’ b-lls, b-tch? you actin’ like you greyworm
how you gonna let a lil’ tweet hurt your feelings?
did i bruise your ego lil’ girl, what are you revealin’?
your whole f-ckin’ gimmick is claimin’ everybody’s too p.c. and sensitive, so why you on some victim sh-t?
if somebody don’t like you, that sh-t straight troubles you
why the f-ck you actin’ like an s.j.w.?
you rappin’ like you wanna “make america great again”
but you’re not even american, tammy, you’re canadian
you live in the safest f-cking country in the world
and you act like you’re oppressed, man, you’re such a little girl
speakin’ of little girls, you wanna diss my daughter?
d-mn, that’s a cheap shot, that’s so d-mn disgustin’, man
well i can throw cheap shots too
let’s talk about the fact your girlfriend used to suck off r.a. the ruggedman
you wanna say i’m rappin’ filler?
your girl is a king of the dot groupie that be lettin’ rappers fill her
we got mutual friends, they gave me dirt, these are facts
your girlfriend ghostwrites half your raps
on youtube, the biggest video of mine has more views than all your f-ckin’ videos combined
speakin’ of youtube, you claim that i’m irrelevant
i got 2 million more f-ckin’ subscribers than you do
you wear women’s clothes and nicki minaj braids
’cause you gotta hide the fact that you secretly got aids
you think that i’m not paid? silly b-tch, i’m a millionaire
you want proof? meet me at the bank and i’ma k!ll you there
white on white violence, d-mn it’s snowin’
you’re the f-ckin’ rap equivalent of candace owens
i heard you block people on twitter because they told you mac lethal is bigger, sweet jesus you’re bitter
what’s the matter, lele pons?
did my lethal injection get stuck in your vajayjay wrong?
aw, what’s the matter methlemore?
you need another stupid white boy gimmick to move some units out the record store?
you’re not a lyricist, you’re not controversial
no one is offended by you, and that really hurts you, bro
you lie about your height, you’re not 6’5, you little man
you look like kid rock had a meth baby with lil xan
you look like lil pump had a crack baby with bhad babie
what’s the matter elsa, why you actin’ sad lately?
i’m a martial artist, you fake wrestle, b-tch
you aren’t the man, but you do look like becky lynch

[interlude]
-bells dinging-
ladies and gentlemen, coming to the ring right now, this man is a canadian who would give anything to be american
standing 5’8-i mean, uh 6’5-, weighing 72 pounds, “tammy macdogfart”! (boooo!)
oh sh-t, let’s watch this wrestling video
oh my god, what ki-what kind of f-ckin’ move is that?
what is that?
ahahahahaha!

[verse 2]
in your diss song you tried to say that i was g-y? right
you’re the motherf-cker that be dressin’ up in grey tights
so you and other half-naked men can f-ckin’ play fight
you just need an excuse to lay there and take pipe
in america, hog is another word for d-ck
which is the reason that you have it tatted underneath your lip
’cause you love d-ck bro, you give enough head
you wear nail-polish, motherf-cker, ‘nough said
you ain’t sk!lled, be quiet
you look like billie eilish did too many pills and got filled with violence and k!lled her stylist
i heard your diss, b-tch, i ain’t bust a sweat
you diss icp, homie, your girl’s a juggalette
you say i’m in my 30s like the sh-t is a bad thing
i’m healthy and i’m rich and i’m living my rap dreams
my kids go to a nice private school
i got a sick f-ckin’ house, i own my own pool
how the f-ck you gonna try to say i’m having an ident-ty crisis?
you’re a 30-year-old man dressin’ like this
i wear normal clothes
i don’t need controversy and shock value, i grab the mic and pour my soul

[outro]
let this sh-t be a lesson in how you thirst fame
from here on out your name is infinitely cursed, mane
’cause if you say your last name, you have to say my first name
b-tch, my f-ckin’ rap name is in your f-ckin’ birth name, mac!

- mac lethal

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