I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush
The motherfucking cherry on top, my response to the way you hurt the one's i love/
Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box
Till you hit the rocks, and your motherfucking body rots.
I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance, make you piss pants,
I finally have some money man, most of the cash that flows through my hands
Fuck what you motherfucking heard
Too focused, one word
Disrespecting me is pretty motherfucking foolish
My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings
You ain't heard it from me i'm a motherfucking verb
Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Screwed in spanish, english, and religion and its just a coincidence
Oblivious to negativity like it was spanish
Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live
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