You better pray for your wallet, i'm coming for your cash
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star
What’s up dull ? log out kid and i will tell your mama to buy you a doll
I swear ri got a hit with this
So save your excuses
Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart
Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part
So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long
Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone//
Gotta save if your soul doesn't belong to the devil
Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level
And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick
For you kids to listen to, i'm vodka, drama, shock, tonic,
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