Running all you b#tches, I’m headin to the top
f#ck you p#ssies, you unloyal, useless like a cop
No feelings, you just a bunch of narcissistic ops
Scatter b#tches, all you p#ssies do is f#cking talk
Why you trynna be something that you’re f#cking not?
Bounce little b#tch before you end up getting shot
Run while you can before you end up getting caught
Say a prayer b#tch, this the day that you f#cking rot
Catch all these readings, they sharp as a f#cking plot
Keep talking b#tches, you’ll end up in a f#cking knot
Better hide p#ssies, your head gon’ get f#cking got
Turn back b#tch ‘fore you catch this f#cking dot
How you gon’ end up being just an afterthought?
Whеn all you do is catch all the f#cking rot?
b#tch, can’t you see me coming in your blind spot?
This is the start of thе f#cking onslaught
I don’t bleed, I just see what I need and I grab it
Freely flip your freedom, f#ck your fiendin’ for a baggin’ up
Body bags and goner tags on toes, your f#ckers want your asses thrown but you don’t wanna make your track lists grow, f#ck that average glow
Toss an enemy’s head on the concrete
With the twenty grand bounty in my pocket deep
Twistin’ heads about their necks this sounds like threats and mounds of debt
I count the checks and if it bounces b#tch, we comin’ for that f#ckin’ bread
Passionless people and tracks that aren’t equal
Take a motherf#ckin’ stab at this niche but don’t act like a sequel
You twitchin’, write out half of a beat and then trash where it’s leanin’
I put out f#ckin’ caskets and sinkholes then laugh at these freakshows
Watch the aftermath on a green bowl
I grab what I see’s close
I’m adamant and back for the scene closer
Back up don’t breathe poseur
Who f#ckin’ told you dap ups don’t mean kosher that’s just obscene you
We got the f#ckin’ fact checkers’ knees broken
That’s what I mean when I say rap on a beat hoe
I f#ck his b#tch and then pretend that I don’t know
I just send a couple text like b#tch come give me what I want
Like I just open up my mouth and then b#tch she give me dome
And if that boy is causing problems I just hit him with the chrome
Like your god is your savior
Can’t run form the reaper
I’m stacking broken souls like its paper
I’m plauge like a fever
I seeing your f#cking hope and its weighning
Its buring and bleeding
Time is f#kcing up and there grieving I’m hoping you see it
I just f#cking lie to these b#tches and tell em i love ’em
And f#cking watch them run for the cover
And plead with there mothers
Obediant b#tches stay all on my dick
So I can’t f#kcing breathe
My pressure is heavy
I tell these p#ss# not to f#ck with me
I rap what I’m doing
Its fairy tales for yall its make believe
I catored my style
Now all these shadows trynna mimic me
Can’t get the buedons up off of ’em
f#cking sick
I can not shake the monstories
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