But that throat she got have a nigga stuck
Fuck a troll tht wanna start shit up
With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck
I start carvin away ur body parts n hey pack em up
I don’t want nothing to do with you, i’m through with you
Try to step up yet regret it when the people start to boo.
Start piling up the body count, man im the blood thirsty count,
Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around
Did it all start with "place your bets"?
Leave the keys with that bitch, jets
Woke up, toke up, and start my morning
Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king
Alot of niggas fake who go to hard
I should've seen it coming right from the start
So i rip it up and start a new mode and
Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government
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