Ur love was always fake
Im washin off another plate
Fuck em up with my dick
Oh your friends are sick
Have a ware and look above ur
I chill now...cop a little ice later
Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind
I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass
Same thing with this music
So government go suck a dick,
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Got loads of bad #chemicals inside ur persona 'n' ur feeling ill
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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