CUTIE PIE!

Yeah, yeah
Whole time I got the vice grip (Yeah)
Triggers bustin, n!ggas duckin, I got the right clip
Good manners or the damage, a n!gga might tip
I drive the boat for the passengers
This a Kodak moment, a n!gga might drift
I work smarter not harder, this is a life tip
Can't get your show on the road, n !ggas need a pilot (Uh)
You n!ggas trash still slavin away on Sylenth
Matter of fact you slaves no matter who n!ggas sign with (Uh)
Lemme look at your deal, 21 Savage
To these Milli Vanillie a3s n!ggas
Don't even own what they rhymin (Facts)
I cant take this livin all alone, I'm Phyllis Hyman
Billie Eilish got four GRAMMYs , it's frightenin
Slick old n!gga, I'm Peabo Bryson
Flows be so-so, you off key
Rappin like its 04, wrote this in Red Monkeys
Uh
Steady hand Peggy, my production is a diamond
Precision, execution, and timin, slick rhymin
Pick up the pattern, tackle melodies like a lineman (Huh)
Rappin offsides, throw the flag when you fine him
Up in your turf with a bomb and a plan
Flowin in enemy territory, I feel like Walt White
Teach you n!ggas how to get busy on USB mics
Rappin like Schoolly D and dressing like Magnum P.I
She need a tip drill, Peggy been uncut since E.I
All these amateurs, they cant keep up with my stamina (Nope)
Ebony, wrong category
You ain't built for what you backin up
Make yo b!tch back it up
All these weirds beats, you commentin while I'm stackin up
Gots to find new wave, these n!ggas stay attackin us
Feel like a Titan when Im strappin up, my flow a bachelor
Get to fxckin on the back of her and get attached to her
Pistol pokin, I look after her, your beats inaccurate
Muddy low end and you over-compressin
Cause you don't know what you doin, so you be stackin it
Don't know the difference between threshold and attackin it
You impassionate, ungrateful
Mince meat, don't mince words, b!tch I hate you
Thinkin about what I'ma do and how Ima do it when I face you
Oh, man