[Chorus]
You say its on, say its on sight
They don't wanna fight
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
Ain't no smoke, ain't no fire, they just lie
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
You say its on, say its on sight
They dont wanna fight
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
They ain't never fought one day in their life, they just wanna hide
Bitch run away, bitch run away
[Verse 1]
I keep a watch over the game and its victims
With sympathetic eyes 'cause I've been one
I provide wisdom advice and give love
I wish to find some myself but get none
You talk a tough one on Twitter and Insta
Fuck the internet, in the flesh... shit son
Never seen a bitch run so quick
What bitch you spittin' bout
Never mind which one, lets just have a witch hunt
Never thought i could fuck shit up this much
I just wanna spit some lyrics and get my dick sucked
I say it how it is and i'm the sick one
Ain't gonna be diplomacy if you diss us
Look at you with disgust, ain't no discussing it
This cutter was this fuckin' big
Diss us? you got guts! this could get stuck in it
In public, i'll cut you and whoever you're coming with
That's just for running with this bitch, in case you're wondering
I'll cut queues in McDonalds and cut you in front of kids
Blood everywhere they won't know what to dip nuggets in
That's for thinking i'm a prick, i'm sick and McLovin' it
Damn
Yeah man you're popping but the coffin awaits
Think i can't throw shade on a popular name
You went pop and got popped by the great
That's when the plan went pop in your face
And if i see you in the flesh bet i'm popping your chain
Cause when you was in the mirror popping your spots
I was top of the chain top of the charts top of the pops
Before you could even hold your head and look at the stars
I was digging out the trenches, putting in graft
Same trenches you hide in when the bullets come past
You're such a pussyhole i can't even put it in bars
Fuck a diss track you should just get put on your arse
Stay in your flat pull up in vans waving Iranian flags
Dooset daram
Love to see a pussyhole poopin and pissing his pants
I listen to that prick i'm taking a piss and not giving it back
I don't get tired like the Michelin man
Writing a new verse killing the track
And if the truth hurts fuck it i'm just spitting the facts
[Chorus]
You say its on, say its on sight
They don't wanna fight
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
Ain't no smoke, ain't no fire, they just lie
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
You say its on, say its on sight
They dont wanna fight
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
Bitch run away (run away, run away)
They ain't never fought one day in their life, bitch run and hide
Bitch run away, bitch run away