Rumors

VERSE
Mama look mama
This is some followers
This is a **** sitting in his mama basement
He just mad I didn't let him holla
This is another **** on them gossip pages
He been watching too much Love & Hip Hop
He don’t really got no love for Hip Hop
Taking candy from his baby
Giving it to the stripper
Won't pay his baby momma say she tripping
Say she got that Louie lip, that need zip locking
But he don’t bring home the bag, he busy tipping
He tip toe and hoeing
He's such a lil creeper
Don't think we be knowing
And don't even know him
So how do you know then?
They profiles be public
Niggas be on socials
Telling all they secrets
Like ain't no more diary
Ain't no more filter
Ain't no more privacy
It's up for discussion
The stuff he discussing
Ain't even important
He's all in his feelings
And really disgusting
But these are the niggas
That started the rumors
And that is the story

PRE CHORUS
* Mama Voice *
What’s this I hear about you
Messing with a midget with 3 legs
They say the 3rd one is the biggest
What kind of freaky deaky leaky

* Papa Voice *
Well what's this I hear about you and a gang bang
You think you tough lil girl
You bet not be in no gang
And you bet not be under no train

CHORUS
Look mama I been acting up
Yea papa I been acting up
But these are just rumors that's coming through
Stuff they be saying it ain't true

And that is why I tried to tell you first
They brought them shovels out they gon do dirt
Just wanna bury me and my work
Just wanna bury me

VERSE
How did that rumor get started, pop
When I wasn't even at the party
They sent me an invitation but the check won't inside
So I wasn't invited
I wasn't excited
I wouldn't deny it
No I don’t get high
I was born lit
I wasn't fighting
This ain't no Worldstar
I am a real star
All I do is shine and they be like kill her
All I do is smile and they watch my grill sir
All I do is grind and spit in these streets
I'm the one killing all these original beats
Cuz ain't nobody got a body this hot
Gonna flip and hard body that heat and
Ain't nobody battling thots
I be rocking turtlenecks and wristwatch
I be making niggas put respect on my name
Clock me big time like Flava Flave chain
Big rhymes and big songs
Not TDE but I'm top dawg yea
But I'm a just lower my voice
Before you start raising yours
Yo I forgot who I was talking to
So please don't throw that house shoe at me
I blaming these niggas that started the rumors

CHORUS

VERSE 3
Yea mama I been acting up
Papa I been acting up
But everything on the net don't hold weight
People be lying for clickbait
Yo it's bots and trolls and 9 year old’s
On IG selling sex tapes and
They don't even look like me
She can’t even get booked like me
She be looking all shook, not me
You know what
Let me shut up
This a set up cuz
Mama I been acting up
But that was just water I had in my cup
And yea papa I been acting up
I’m telling the truth, I’m telling you, straight up
Straight from the source, my weave and me
We be straight from the horse and horses mouth

PRE. CHORUS
*Mama Voice*
So what's this I hear about you fighting, and ghostwriting
And killing and bodying niggas and catching bodies,
You bet not be out here being violent

*Papa Voice*
Well what's this I hear about you catching cases and lit and lighting
Bubble you bet not be smoking or lighting nothing up

CHORUS

OUTRO
*Mama Voice*
Well what's this I hear about you and a girl 6
They say you talking in a