Yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah
Uh
.38 tucked
Wanna blow hands
My jeans
Mad that your b#tch wanna f#ck ’cause of my bands
TMNT, Donatello
Deep on the stick on the hip, no staff
Death to your brothers, send shots
get under my skin, no rash
Run, little punk
You’re f#cked up
Load up on guns, up your kicks
It’s pumped up
He wanna rush down on me
Get like it’s, mate
Get
Okay, like a mugshot, shorty, come face some dick
With this blade, make your body parts
Sling dick to the p#ss#
The bloodstains on make wanna change the fit
She got a big butt, maybe put my dick in the middle
b#tch, I got big bucks
You don’t wanna act up, p#ss#, put this stick to your dental
Say you want action, pull up with he stick
Gеt your hair whipped back like Willow Smith
My new toy cockеd back blow your shit-
Get blacked out like silhouettes
Am I psycho? [Uh] Just a little bit
You better stay inside, have a little wit
Sleep with one eye closed
But, don’t get too close if you’re gonna piss
At point blank, get shot like you need assistance
Simon do what I say so
She f#ck on me
You so fake when you wake up
Put makeup on, Harley Quinn, uh
Something wrong with my mental
Can’t help but laugh when I sin, uh
No peace, yeah
f#ck with my zen, uh
.38 tucked
Wanna blow hands
My jeans
Mad that your b#tch wanna f#ck ’cause of my bands
TMNT, Donatello
Deep on the stick on the hip, no staff
Death to your brothers, send shots
Get under my skin, no rash [Yeah, yeah]
Run, little punk [Yeah, ayy
You’re f#cked up [Ayy, ayy
Load up on guns, up your kicks [Ayy, ayy
It’s pumped up [Ayy
He wanna rush down on me [Ayy, ayy
Get like it’s, mate [Ayy, ayy
Get [Okay]
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