I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter

{Hook}
Y’all bitches ain’t real
I can’t believe it’s not butter
And y’all phony
I can’t believe the top gutter
Y’all niggas ridicule me 'cause my morals are important
Cut these bitches off like momma cut the pork
They say money make you change
They can’t believe I got money
Ain’t no spare change
No I’m not breaking my hundreds
Y’all wanna be Bruce Wayne with the underdog story
Sob story
You can’t guilt trip me shorty

{Verse 1}
Add one more foot to 5’2”, yes I’m a kaiju to these bitches
Free verse poetry, rap a haiku to these bitches
Evaporate when I shine, water cycle to these bitches
Never miss it when I'm serving, call it Haikyuu to these bitches
But
The bitch is minor
Somebody go find her
Because I think her nigga just hit me on Grindr
Let me remind her
I don’t have to wait in line, er
Bitches wanna stunt, because they own something designer
But I bet she broke
Can you pay your light bill hoe
Can you feed you baby anything but Spaghetti O's
Little did you know
I got garlic roasted chicken on my stove
But I ain't fixing no plates 'cause

{Hook}
Y’all bitches ain’t real
I can’t believe it’s not butter
And y’all phony
I can’t believe the top gutter
Y’all niggas ridicule me 'cause my morals are important
Cut these bitches off like momma cut the pork
They say money make you change
They can’t believe I got money
Ain’t no spare change
No I’m not breaking my hundreds
Y’all wanna be Bruce Wayne with the underdog story
Sob story
You can’t guilt trip me shorty

{Verse 2}
I be like mirror mirror on the wall
Who’s the cuntiest of all
Bitches sleep like Propofol
Bitches want beef I serve it raw
Better learn to crawl before you walk
And y'all better read the room before you floss
Niggas spend their chips on me and bitches mad they're not chose
Because they're shallow and they're ran through like some potholes
I got flows and bars and jokes, I got more
Kick my feet up in the bed of his Tahoe
These bitches really mad 'cause of depravity
Hoes wake up starving for breakfast at Tiffany’s
But ain’t nothing she can eat in the vicinity
'Cause you know the rest

{Hook}
Y’all bitches ain’t real
I can’t believe it’s not butter
And y’all phony
I can’t believe the top gutter
Y’all niggas ridicule me 'cause my morals are important
Cut these bitches off like momma cut the pork