[intro, acapella]
You claim to be a Dominican, you fresh off the boat/
Ain't gotta count the votes, once again you the WOAT/
gunshots
Yeah...turn my headphones up a lil bit...
"Damn son, where'd you find this?
TRAPAHOLICS"
Once upon a time, you were the queen of Coli land/
Had nikkas eating out of the palm of your hand/
2020 came around and fukked up all ya plans/
The truth came to be known, that you really was a man/
Pretending to be a woman, that's known as catfishing/
Posting walls of text, desperately dap fishing/
Severe mental decline, desperate for attention/
500 posts in any thread whenever you were mentioned/
You might have the simps fooled, but you can't fool me/
You a lawyer and a member of the Bloods, excuse me?/
I could've let the beef get cold, pause, but that doesn't suit me/
I'm unruly with the cruelty, you gon' have to shoot me/
Even if you did I'd still survive, menace nikkas never die/
Ya man gon snitch on you at your trial and I'll be the first to testify/
You say you a lawyer, so I won't try to sue you/
You still reminiscing about the time when the Crips ran thru you/
Yeah, I'm known to be a danger, I can't control my anger/
I'll slice ya body to pieces like I'm Boomer Kuwanger/
I fired off plenty of shots, still got one in the chamber/
Remember the time you got bodied by that girl with the bangers?/
You got the thread closed by the mods, cause you couldn't delete it/
You got knocked out in the first round, utterly defeated/
Your bark was louder than your bite, tucked your tail and retreated/
Last year's WOAT wasn't enough, you just had to repeat it/
You claim to be a Dominican, you fresh off the boat/
Ain't gotta count the votes, once again you the WOAT/
gunshots
Yeah...turn my headphones up a lil bit...
"Damn son, where'd you find this?
TRAPAHOLICS"
Once upon a time, you were the queen of Coli land/
Had nikkas eating out of the palm of your hand/
2020 came around and fukked up all ya plans/
The truth came to be known, that you really was a man/
Pretending to be a woman, that's known as catfishing/
Posting walls of text, desperately dap fishing/
Severe mental decline, desperate for attention/
500 posts in any thread whenever you were mentioned/
You might have the simps fooled, but you can't fool me/
You a lawyer and a member of the Bloods, excuse me?/
I could've let the beef get cold, pause, but that doesn't suit me/
I'm unruly with the cruelty, you gon' have to shoot me/
Even if you did I'd still survive, menace nikkas never die/
Ya man gon snitch on you at your trial and I'll be the first to testify/
You say you a lawyer, so I won't try to sue you/
You still reminiscing about the time when the Crips ran thru you/
Yeah, I'm known to be a danger, I can't control my anger/
I'll slice ya body to pieces like I'm Boomer Kuwanger/
I fired off plenty of shots, still got one in the chamber/
Remember the time you got bodied by that girl with the bangers?/
You got the thread closed by the mods, cause you couldn't delete it/
You got knocked out in the first round, utterly defeated/
Your bark was louder than your bite, tucked your tail and retreated/
Last year's WOAT wasn't enough, you just had to repeat it/
