So sit the fuck down before i blow you our of existence bitch.
Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message
Trying to give them light and a message
Dont force out the fuck yous little bitch
Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch
Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich
You don;t thin anymore
I ain't happy with the score
Luda moved digits after he moved bitches
Well i dont give a fuck which bitch you flick bics with
Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold
All you rappers sound the same its gettin pretty old
Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule
Chorus: kick you in the jaw cause your a bitch for sure/
The street slang i be speakin in code
How the fuck can you call this bitch a bloke
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