Squiblers, ​twikipedia - ​stream it! (50k song) lyrics

50k, 50k, 50k, 50k 50k total streams
Now my numbers seemin' mean
Sorry, I can't hear you
Whatcha tryna say to me?
Got a business for myself
Higher than the top shelf
Nah, bitch, I don't need help
Keep yo shit to yourself
I'm just tryna do my own thing over here
While you're over there crying in the corner
I can hear your whining constantly, saying
"How are you bigger?"
Huh, c'mon, bitch, it's only five figures
Talkin' shit all the time
That's all you really do
If you wanna get big, you
Need ways to improve, like
Talkin' bout your life will
Make you really sad
I've been told to be fake
But I don't wanna be bad


Stop fakin' your shade, stop flexin' it
Your number's artificial and
I'm officially lit i don't know where I'm at
'cause this world is huge
Got a bunch of fans in countries
That I never even knew
Doin' this for a year
I'm still slick and new
Over here makin' rhymes
No one else can be shrude
I'm tryna make it bigger than I already have
That's why I started making
Jokes about abandoning dads
Put a verse on ALLEYWAY
Don't care what you have to say
Writin' music everyday, rappin' for the NBA
Seems though that I have it made
And that's my own
People say if I keep it up
I'll be in a motorhome
I don't care where I live
As long as I'm happy
Just know next time you talk shit
You should at me
So I can prove you're wrong and post
People call me out a lot for bein' a saint
Yeah, I murdered the beat
Still allergic to meat
They get incredible feats, got opportunities
To make a real fine life, okay, that's my bet
But their life, the other means, I'm dead
But I made it, you a player, talk shit, yeah
You hatin' i don't care if you playin'
Nobody replicatin' i probably won't listen
Got my head in the clouds
While you're down there on
Earth making incoherent sounds
Before you talk shit about the wrong bitch
Make sure you know who it is
Before you go and snitch
Because if they make a point
And they prove you wrong
Say goodbye to your respect
Sayonara, so long, bitch

(D2LTA, bitch)
I got 50k, put some diamonds on my wrist
Ellie hit the 50k
You know she be makin' hit's
Twikipedia on the track
I love the bread just like I'm rich
But for real
I'm really poor and I got really bad switch
(Damn) i don't need no autotune
I do that shit myself
Yes, I fucking hate the Internet and
Treat it like it's hell
And I heard that Ellie got that too
So I don't my shelves
I went hunting for some diamonds but instead
I fucking fell all that shit go crazy
I don't even mess with these lyrics, honestly
But look at my sweater i got Louis Vuitton

Look at my iPhone and camera from China
Look at my tray and know I'ma come' over
Individual, look at the way that rappin'
On this track like like a vinyl
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
My shoes are from, my shirt's from Zimbabwe
Twikipedia on that feature this shit gonna
Blow up from my boy bitch, I never say sorry
I'm one of the greatest brands like Ferrari
Ever since I dropped my first song
Everybody tryna copy

I collect the bag
Then I'm living from the house
Up on Jailbreak I'm most wanted
So you better watch out
I ain't got my iPhone either so
I might gon' switch sides
Twikipedia dropping classes 'til the
Day he fucking die, yeah
I collect the bag
Then I'm living from the house
Up on Jailbreak I'mwanted so
You better watch out
I ain't got my iPhone either so
I might gon' switch sides
Twikipedia dropping classes 'til the
Day he fucking die, yeah

Uh sh-shoutout to me?
Twikipedia? II'm Twikipedia
I'm D2LTA on Roblox, so, yeah
(Boo! No one cares)
And I exist (Where's the song? Oh my god)
Thank you Ellie
For letting me be on this song
This is awesome and epic
(Who cares? No one- shut up)