(Hysteria)
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, I’m grippin’ on the mac
When I step inside the function every fabric hella black
Blackout
Every time I pull up they gon’ back down
I’ma put my blade inside her guts and run it back now
Everybody wanna be me, something that you can’t now
Better get your own Guap ‘cus I ain’t doing handouts
Go to sleep inside the shed
Waking up inside a puddle that’s red
Just decided that I wanna be dead
I’ma put a buckshot in his head
Guap put down the scissors!
Nobody know mе the way that I know me
Smash my face into thе wall ’till my nose bleed
Smash my fist inside your gut ’till you can’t breathe
Scissorhands I keep the blade in my lefty
If she talking I’ma feed her a pedigree
Die in the pit with your hands tied together
And I came with that stick like a tether
Boy I been droppin’ like weather
Pull up and bone but you know I don’t 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
My state hella bad like Texas
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, I’m grippin’ on the mac
When I step inside the function every fabric hella black
*Train station message*
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