Our songs makes heads pop, an nans ganster bop, limp walking round like they just got shot,
Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop
Cuz im a quick mutherfcker im a sick pig
Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick
I cant say im a rapper
What is hittin' for
Since im not suspect, im still a suspect
Then called her dickface, she call the connect
That's the way, you can move it baby
Im going on a shooting spree
Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men
Im a thriller like mike jackson,stardom na im already a star im shooting pass them
Everyone thinks im a heartless monster
I wouldn't say i'm nino with the carter
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