Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich
Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch
You downs-syndrome syphilitic bitch- you should have feared my viciousness
I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business
My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee
Everyone in the rap games your bitch cause you aint no phony
And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush
Fuck you, bitch, imagine me bitch, i had feed myself with tree mosses
Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.
I got plans for you look in the sky baby
Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill
Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,
Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you
Always got a song to do can't get along it's true
You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image
Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch
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