I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
My rebellious ways got a phone thrown at my face/ called the
Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years
At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters
Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back
You said he raped you and i got all mad and i was laughed at
If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more
But did you really mean it when you called me a whore
But a small girl had been shotmy heart could take no more
I always knew the quiet ones would fuck like a #whore
You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fucking matter
I'm pissing off haters with my raps like i got a bad bladder
Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt
That bitch i raped and dismembered
But did you really mean it when you called me a whore
The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more
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