[Intro: Candace Pillay]
Don't let me find out the b*tch in you
Don't let me find out the snitch in you
[Hook: Candace Pillay]
Fame and fortune, it's not your forte
f*ck the world now, I'm done with foreplay
Doctor's orders: go f*ck yourself
Take two of these in the morning, overdose and kill yourself
Doctor's orders...
[Verse 1: Meccah Dawn]
I'm 'bout to fill these duffel bags
And I'm shootin' for the bank
I ain't worried 'bout the hate
'Cause most of you are shooting blanks
Industry in a rut, but I'm moving up in the ranks
Took a b*tch to bring the game back
I'm doing what n*ggas can't
Y'all floodin' the airwaves
All this sh*t watered down
Got a hit on garbage rappers
I'm sending the audit now
'Cause the way you out here spittin'
Be better off on the clowns
Name in your mouth, y'all n*ggas reporters now?
Listen to my session
Make sure you record 'em loud
These average n*ggers hear a b*tch
Tearing their world down
Hair down, no cares in the world now
Haha, yeah I got 'em scared now
I warned you not to push me to my limit
But you did it
Your chicks better grab her camera, try to mimic
How n*ggas gonna respect you?
Your b*tch ruining your gimmick
All these fake ass playas
You barely running a scrimmage
Wait, hold up a minute
Gone in sixty seconds, give me a minute, get it?
Tried to show support 'cause hate ain't part of the image
But listening to you hoes be making my brain hemorrhage
Between me and you, I'd rather be getting ?
In the I.C.E. 'cause I f*cked up and overdosed
On some dope sh*t
You all really driving a b*tch to croak
But I'd rather f*ck you all like you bendin' over for soap
Better rob me now 'cause mommy goin' for broke
High blood pressure, my ego needed a stroke
Want fame, but you really lackin' the growth
Name one chick out here f*ckin' with the flow
Yo
[Hook: Candice Pillay]
Fame and fortune, it's not your forte
f*ck the world now, I'm done with foreplay
Doctor's orders: go f*ck yourself
Take two of these in the morning, overdose and kill yourself
Doctor's orders...