Head to the sheets where you strip in front of me
Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby
Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb
Live in front of the cameras on your own sitcom
Electric chair i don't deserve the fun
Till the baddest one killed with a gun.
Since wale met me he only rode a benz or better
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love
I will demolish everyone who gets in the way of my solace.
Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different
Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front
Journey in the mind of this serial killer
Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for
Sits in front of the tv, buries her nose in the pad
Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack
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