ur a loser (feat. Limbs)

You're a fucking loser You're a You're a fucking loser You're a fucking loser You're a loser Your bitch is a chooser You gon' lose her You're a fucking loser You're a loser You're a loser You're a loser Shawty kinda bad but she cannot be my bitch Brand new chain on my neck diamonds Bitch Brand new Bitch Brand new chain on my neck diamonds shining on this shit Got your hand on that stick you not gonna shoot that shit Got her hand on my dick f*ck around and take your bitch Aye, you're a fucking loser I f*ck that bitch she give me brain just like a tutor I hop in the whip you riding on a scooter You can put somebody on and they'll still find a way to hate Always hating on the internet won't say it to my face I been really getting cake Still stacking shit up on my plate- plate Your bitch wanna suck me up and i just ask her how it taste They get mad They gon' switch Get a bag Throw that shit He a fag He a snitch Load the ma They get mad They gon' switch Get a bag Throw that shit He a fag He a snitch Load the mag Shoot that shit You're a fucking loser I got glo You're a fucking loser You're You're a fucking loser I got glocks bitch, I'm a top shooter Niggas talking on the net on the computer You're a fucking lame bitch, you're a fucking loser You're a loser Oh well Send that boy to 666 bitch that's hell Casting all these fucking spells, now you're not feeling well Me and Fanta getting bucks, while you're still broke as hell, yeah Broke as hell