Hit it quick
Hit it raw
Know i beat it back
He say he gon’ kill me when i pull up we gon’ see bout that
I just turned his head into a bowl, im grippin on the mac
When i step inside the function every fabric hella black
Blackout
Everytime i pull up they gon back down
Ima put my blade inside her guts and run it back now
Everybody wanna be me, something that you cant now
Better get your own guap cuz i aint doing handouts
Go to sleep inside the shed
Waking up inside a puddle thats red
Just decided that i wanna be dead
Ima put a buckshot in his head
*guap put down the scissors*
Nobody know me the way that i know me
Smash my face into the wall till my nose bleed
Smash my fist inside your gut till you cant breathe
Scissorhands i keep the blade in my lefty
If she talking ima feed her a pedigree
Die in the pit with your hands tied together
And i came with that stick like a tether
Boi i been droppin like weather
Pull up and bone but you know i dont text her
Run around fast till your knees turn all weak and decrepit
On my back i really tote three weapons
Hit it from the front so hard she need breath mints
Mind state (my state) hella bad like texas
*train station message*
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