That sh#t that you rockin it’s fake
Uhm yeah , find out where he stay
Gimme that bread when I mf say
It’s not birthday hoe gimme dat cake
I f*ck on his b#tch and I don’t gotta pay
Speaking of which I might be there today
Heard he was missing , found , lake
I’m talking That life, that soul , take
**Hook**
Clown #ss n*gga wanted to play with them bands
Godd*mn now I gotta cut off your hands
P*ssy #ss n#gg#s one thing I can’t stand
No Ocean just wanna n*gga under the sand
Since you wanna play with your life we gon shorten your span
Got White cake , just say you looking for Anne
She look like a Barbie but damn she pop ****
She took off her shirt this wouldn’t part of the plan
Like f#ck , you know imma knuck if you buck
He a p*ssy put up , Ik that he tucked
If you want stop playing and come get plucked
And bout all his b#tches tryna come get f*cked
**back to Hook**
Set him up with a b#tch that look just like his ex
Not worried bout b#tch been on to the next
Marking her off the hit list, check
I be living this sh#t so I don’t gotta flex
Ain’t on no sh#t you ain’t pulling trigger
Boy you a rookie, I ain’t no beginner
You really a b*tch, and you say you a killer
Leave his #ss face down floating down the river
Leave his #ss hurt, 2 bullets like a mixture
Drop him in the dirt, srcct, litter
Deep in her stomach, it only gettin slicker
N*ggas not dogs go lay down and whimper
**Final back to Hook**
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