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No LIMITS
- //chorus
- Ima drop dime on you bitches, all of you a bunch of witches, about to take hitches, before you end up up with stitches
- Ever played a game call pitch and ditch, naw you haven't snitch
- Ima take a hitch then glitch like im in the matrix
- But naw I aint a six dicks, all these critics gotta learn they physics
- Nah I aint got no limits, shooting all these checks got me feeling like im part of the warriors, make sure your bitch is a scorekeeper
- Blowing heater on a bitch, she kinda look like crater
- And if im correct im pretty sure we ate her
- //verse
- On a spaceship, blowing little dip, yeah play with me I blow out your hip
- I could never feel like a bitch, just if you gonna try to play me, I'll just go on a killing spree
- this verbal murder spree, Cheated three times and added up points to her kill spree, who the fuck is he
- Your bitch thicc like kali roses, got your man looking like Moses
- a dopehead with a couple doses, of moses waves so somatic, I promise im not robotic
- But im hitting different speeds like sonic, yeah I guess you could say im demonic, but if im demonic whos chronic, where's the logic
- In my ways, go different lays, fuck the law, you use your claws to dig into my jaw
- You stupid bitch better watch out next time
- //chorus
- Ima drop dime on you bitches, all of you a bunch of witches, about to take hitches, before you end up up with stitches
- Ever played a game call pitch and ditch, naw you haven't snitch
- Ima take a hitch then glitch like im in the matrix
- But naw I aint a six dicks, all these critics gotta learn they physics
- Nah I aint got no limits, shooting all these checks got me feeling like im part of the warriors, make sure your bitch is a scorekeeper
- Blowing heater on a bitch, she kinda look like crater
- And if im correct im pretty sure we ate her
- //verse
- Listen up with this shit, ima make a few hits, while your bitch licks
- I aint tryna take yo kicks, im tryna take yo chick's
- I aint fuckin with you or homie now if you fuck up I'll turn you to my son
- Don't ever run hon, I fucking kill you with your new man
- I aint on that pussy shit, im on that big dog shit
- All this medication doesn't help shit
- //chorus
- Ima drop dime on you bitches, all of you a bunch of witches, about to take hitches, before you end up up with stitches
- Ever played a game call pitch and ditch, naw you haven't snitch
- Ima take a hitch then glitch like im in the matrix
- But naw I aint a six dicks, all these critics gotta learn they physics
- Nah I aint got no limits, shooting all these checks got me feeling like im part of the warriors, make sure your bitch is a scorekeeper
- Blowing heater on a bitch, she kinda look like crater
- And if im correct im pretty sure we ate her
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