What’s the question
b#tch n#gg# finna’ learn him a lesson
When I come through I’m through stressing
You b#tch n#gg#s finna’ go straight to heaven
I just might kill ten maybe seven
Funerals back to back gone need me a reverend
I want all of yawl necks no settling
Finna’ shoot everybody give a f#ck bout the setting b#tch
Ain’t no room for forgiveness
I wanna see dead bodies in the kitchen
I ain’t leaving til none of yawl n#gg#s living
Got the n#gg# address he a duck f#cking sitting b#tch
And what you gave wasn’t giving
sh#t I get pissed off just reminiscing
f#ck you n#gg# you gone see what you missing
Havе your n#gg#s begging for a retweet cause you’rе missing
Cause you been feeling yourself
Tryna take your anger out on me and think you healing yourself
Revealing yourself, crossing me is just like suicide n#gg# you killing yourself
Tryna poker b#tch you dealing yourself
Tryna makeup you concealing yourself
Once I catch you you going straight to my bas#ment nobody gone hear if you yell
b#tch you play with my feelings I play with your life
Shoot up yo sh#t in the middle of night
b#tch you look like a lick so I’m taking a bite
Have your #ss singing like Brian McKnight
Ain’t gone talk when I see you lil b#tch it’s on sight
Take off your sh#t b#tch I’m ready to fight
I’ma choke your b#tch #ss until you see the light
Stuff your #ss in the trunk ain’t gonna catch me tonight
Hell nah
Man f#ck you n#gg# I’m so glad I never f#cked you n#gg#
I’m finna come with the Kung-Fu n#gg#
Call me Kenny off the Henny finna humble n#gg#s
I am the king of the jungle n#gg#
Step in the ring let’s rumble n#gg#
Finna punch your prefrontal n#gg#
Forty inch choke your #ss with my bundles n#gg#
Let’s go
What the f#ck I look like b#tch it look like you tried me
I don’t know why
n#gg#s wanna try me
Now I’m riding up on you
n#gg# you gone die
Feel bad for your mama
When she see her son man she gone cry
And I don’t give a f#ck
Tryna play me baby please you not that guy
b#tch I’m finna slide
Seen him in the white
Finna turn that shirt to tie-dye
sh#t I’m feeling bored hop in the Accord
Pull up on his friends do drive by
Rob him til he dry
Hog him til he tie
Stab him in the head make a third eye
n#gg#s wanna lie wanna make me cry
n#gg#s wanna die
n#gg#s must want smoke
b#tch yea
Who the f#ck want smoke
Who the f#ck want
Who the f#ck want
Who the f#ck want smoke
b#tch yea
Who the f#ck want smoke
Who the f#ck want
Who the f#ck want
Who the f#ck want smoke
b#tch yea
Who the f#ck want smoke
Who the f#ck want
Who the f#ck want
Who the f#ck want smoke
b#tch yea
Who the f#ck want smoke
Who the f#ck want
Who the f#ck want
Who the f#ck want
So all yall n#gg#s that see me and be like
Oh let me see if I can play her
Let me see if I can f#ck on her
Let me tell you something baby
It’s not worth your life okay
Carry on
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