Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,
My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill
And i don't run counters no more
You don;t thin anymore
A born starter, in the game for real
Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel
Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift
Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/
Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
And you know i love you baby
Lovin how i got you niggas crazy
Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate
I hope you don seen i just killed this shit
Hoping that he's listening
And you know i aint missing
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