"Tonya Harding" lyrics

I'm known to go over the top like garnish
Fuck being modest these rappers is garbage
On they head like barbers
At best they some novice
10k in a day that's a light deposit
Like my tequila over ice wit tonic
I'm Headed iconic
They live for likes and comments
Ya logos quite demonic
This god flow there's heaven hid inside these sonics
I'll Never tarnish both my bitches and diamonds flawless got that drip like it's dipped in sauces
Crabby crab catfish wit a side of tater
Son a rapper Maury Povich I'm a not the father
Dames and games for the 3 dollar steaks turned to 3,000 dollar mistakes
Little Debbie's got my hands on the cakes
Used to scramble and scrape the plan whatever it takes
Now its 5 Star Michelle plates
Tany Harding got these bitches on skates
Once I hit I'm out here doing the race (Ooowee)

Trying keep my heart and my wrist on frozen
Trying keep in touch but the time lines old
Last night that's old news
And we're still overdue

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I don't got time for the petty mind I'm bigger than that
See I'm a hustling cat
I'm treating rap like the trap
Every album that they're up tell them double the stack
My shit is crack to the eardrum
So come and relapse
[*Sniff*]
My shit is pure uncut
Yo shit is stepped on
It keep my 3rd eye wide awake
But I'm slept on
Yotes we the ones that you should place your bets on
Paranoid don't leave the crib without my teflon
So go 'head to take yo best shot at me
They tried to
Dim my lights but I'm just to flashy
I feel like all the dope made the time fly past me
I had to leave the yay behind like I'm Kim Kardashi