I pop a perc, i feel like i’m dying
I cannot f#ck with you, lil’ b#tch you a lie
I cannot ride with you, lil’ b#tch don’t try
I pop a perc, i feel like i’m dying
Lil’ b#tch came up with the strap
Blowing b#tch came up sucking dick
Mind your business or you gonna die
No more clips, you f#cking know why
Pissing lean, you know i’m not dry
b#tch don’t play with me, we’re not inside
Reload this sh#t, don’t try
b#tch don’t play with me, i got a strap on me
b#tch don’t play with me, i got a strap on me
b#tch don’t play with me, i got a strap on me
b#tch don’t play with me, i got a strap on me
I’m talking to you, i don’t have fun
I’m still amazed about what you talk
I don’t want to see you again
f#ck all the sh#t you obtain
Stop talking, you little fan
I don’t think i’ll able to love again
You seem worried, i’m not in pain
All your sh#t is fake, i can dick down all of your friends
I pop a perc, i feel like i’m dying
I cannot f#ck with you, lil’ b#tch you a lie
I cannot ride with you, lil’ b#tch don’t try
I pop a perc, i feel like i’m dying
Lil’ b#tch came up with thе strap
Blowing b#tch came up sucking dick
Mind your business or you gonna die
No morе clips, you f#cking know why
Pissing lean, you know i’m not dry
b#tch don’t play with me, we’re not inside
Reload this sh#t, don’t try
b#tch don’t play with me, i got a strap on me
b#tch don’t play with me, i got a strap on me
b#tch don’t play with me, i got a strap on me
b#tch don’t play with me, i got a strap on me
I’m the most happy man in the world
I got money, i got talents, i got everything in life
And all by myself
I don’t care about your well-being ’cause
I don’t have any concerns now, you’ll be trash all your life
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