Botched lyrics

[Chorus: KUNTFETISH]
Bippity-bop-bop, b*tch, heard you a bop
I'm the top of the notch, my lip gloss pop, and your sh*t is botched
Need some tits or some lips, I’ll recommend you a doc
Saw your post-op, b*tch, yeah, your body a flop

[Verse 1: KUNTFETISH]
Know you love my appearance
Got the sh*t belly ring and I got it from clearance
Say he love my tattoos, he like to bite on my piercings
But he gotta pay a fee if he wanna get near me
He like to f*ck me rough, like the neighbors to hear me
Got the Louis duffle bag and the dangly earrings
Got the Juicy tracksuit and the panties to match
Got thе semi-automatic and the di*k is attached
Say shе didn't like me? Must be smoking that crack
He went lower on my pus*y, started licking my ass
Told that faggot do not open that mouth until I nut
And I just did some bump, so I'm too f*cked up to fuss
Put a muzzle on that b*tch, she can’t keep her mouth shut
Kick a b*tch in the butt with my Uggs and leave her in the mud

[Verse 2: Chase Icon]
I ain't talking surg when I say I'm post-op
She ain't an opp, she a bop and her sh*t flopped
World tour but I had to make a pit stop
To drop your rent at a wig shop
All eyes on me in the center of the ring like a circus
Switch to bigger bags like I'm trading in my Birkins
b*tches want my look, they don't wanna put the work in, it's certain
b*tch popped off like a nail, should've stayed pressed
Bet your man won’t care I got a fake chest
Twenty-three, what a waist, and my age says
You on Candy Land, I only play chess
Hermès? Put it on the Amex
Safe sex? Only for a paycheck
Big twins? I ain’t talking Aphex
I'm sweeter than candy, do you wanna taste test?
[Chorus: KUNTFETISH]
Bippity-bop-bop, b*tch, heard you a bop
I’m the top of the notch, my lip gloss pop, and your sh*t is botched
Need some tits or some lips, I'll recommend you a doc
Saw your post-op, b*tch, yeah, your body a flop

[Outro: KUNTFETISH]
Oh my God Chase, did you see that f*ck ass bop?