f#ck, yuh, ima run up with my blade
Pull my Glock right at your face, ima catch your f#cking fade uh
Yuh, drown your body in a lake
Put his organs on a plate, m#th*rf#ck*r you are fake b#tch
Ay, ima keep my f#cking hatchet
Ay, little p#ss# better step back ay, ima get a f#cking jetlag
Ay, now you better head back
This scene’s the disciple and I am the master your music’s the jester I break out in laughter
When I hear your sh#t ima stab myself faster pull up with the hammer I bet you get fractured
This is the best of me I got no еmpathy just got a spear ima go on a killing streak
And my music sounds like a royal mеlody when I’m in front of you you can say RIP
RIP, RIP, RIP, b#tch
RIP, RIP, RIP, b#tch
RIP, RIP, RIP, b#tch
RIP, RIP, RIP, b#tch
Pull the Tec-9, your b#tch is so fine
Got my blade in her eye, now she just wants to die
Snort a f#cking line, I guess she’s seeking for her death
Got no self control I beat these b#tches up while taking meth
Tell me p#ss# who gon’ talk sh#t
Ima keep a blade tucked on my back
If you try to run away I’ll smack you down and break your neck
Out of function
I don’t give a sh#t lil b#tch
I just pulled up with a rope mangle your body in a ditch
This scene’s the disciple and I am the master your music’s the jester I break out in laughter
When I hear your sh#t ima stab myself faster pull up with the hammer I bet you get fractured
This is the best of me I got no empathy just got a spear ima go on a killing streak
And my music sounds like a royal melody when I’m in front of you you can say RIP
RIP, RIP, RIP, b#tch
RIP, RIP, RIP, b#tch
RIP, RIP, RIP, b#tch
RIP, RIP, RIP, b#tch
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