Rasta (R)ebel

Yeah, got bitches on my roster Yeah, they bad as hell, no pastor I know she wanna fuck a rockstar I'm geeking, bitch, I'm geeking Uh, and my bitch said she wanna fuck a rockstar Yeah, uh, said she liked my voice, I'm singing like a pop star Yeah, uh, and my new bitch, she a rebel, she a rasta Yeah, uh, I got too much pussy all up in my roster And I'm fucking on a bitch, and she came straight out of Vogue Yeah, she said she want my dick 'cause she calling my shit long I'm holding tightly to this clique while I sing like Post Malone I think I might fall on a new bitch, trynna put her on And I'm like, damn, hoe, how the fuck you roll like that? Yeah, I was chasing bitches while you was running track Yeah, that is not your bitch, she like to chew my jack Yeah, keep on talking crazy, finna pop you with this gat And we fucking on the same bitch, but I do it better And you fucking with that lame shit while I'm running hella And I'm running up this kill streak with this big Beretta Yeah, fucking on an evil hoe, yeah, she got a temper Yeah, imma run it back, feeling good with my Kriss Vector And my bitch know how to fuck, yeah, she turn into an actor They say I'm falling to the bottom, but hoe, I'm not an anchor Yeah, imma fuck your bitch, finna give her all my pleasure Yeah, I know she want my body, everyday she call me handsome And yes, we dress the same, hoe, but I do it better Yeah, I could never fuck an old hoe, they not on my level And I'm walking around this town with this brand new fucking leather They like, damn, hoe, I didn't know you roll like that Yeah, every time I pull up, imma pull up in a Scat Yeah, imma fuck the bitch, imma touch the cat Yeah, if you talking crazy, imma holla, where he at? Like a Beyblade on her mouth, I let it rip Yeah, turn into a demon, now I'm fucking on her clit Yeah, talking to a dummy, imma empty out the clip Yeah, she wanna act a hoe, so I took her to the strip Yeah, she thought she would be safe 'cause that hoe, she fucking thick Yeah, I don't got remorse, like what the fuck is that shit? Yeah, imma fuck a new bitch, yeah, on top of the mosh pit (Yeah, the mosh pit) (Ohh) (Yeah, the mosh pit) (Ohh) (Yeah, the mosh pit) (Ohh) (Oh my God, I love this type of suicide)