You're weak, you fucking lack meat, already an antique
If i ever bleed dmv you can hear it when i speak
Like its fucking kill bill body niggas with straight steel
While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal
When my words already kill your album.
Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them
Why didn't i kill those fucking guys..
We hustle to survive
But love my music, say i do nothing but hits
Watchin' you bitch about yourself is a fucking nuisance
Haven't slep for days, kill a fucking bitch in an irrational haze
Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways
I'm so fucking evil i'll go to hell and make sure to kill you twice
Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise
All this mother fucking shit i'm saying but i'm already winning
Listen, uno papi chulo bout to show you what you been missing
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