Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic
Got 3 niggas to smoke with afterwards 4 bitches blow dick
Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.
Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live
My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings
My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance
Niggas smokin paper and leaf
And ya'll don't know no beef
Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches
The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss
And a niggas want me back
Sneak up on attack
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