Alesa - Adam's Apple lyrics

End of this, you're gonna really want to k** me End of this, your fans are really gonna feel me Never miss, whenever s**ers wanna grill me Sorry, miss, I gotta k** him with the click, click I didn't really wanna do this So my fans be saying “who this?” But they really wanna view this Know you're dying when I shoot this Had your ex all in my DM's Pillow talking in the DM's Trust me, n***a, take a seat Gonna have this on repeat Naga Viper with the heat Mr. Z Man on the beat Adam had to eat the apple Time to k** him in a chapel Adam really s**t the bed How you gonna s**t the bed? Alesa told me you were crying, n***a, this s**t had me dying Had to clean up all your noodles I expect that from a poodle And you know the best part? Adam thought it was a fart Damn n***a, haven't even pulled the trigger You should never try to diss the n***a One-seven millie, still I'm bigger I don't care about your bank report At least I'm never paying child support But why your baby momma saying that you ain't even paying that? Ain't a game, so you never feel like playing that? Stop the music b*tch, and go back to blocks You'll make more money And when it comes to shocks, I got more coming When it comes to co*ks you a small summin' When it comes to flops, you're the first running When it comes to pops you ain't there sonnin' n***a, tell me why the f*ck you're cutting yourself? How you're gonna be a dad when you're cutting yourself? But it's not all you're doing You f*cked up and I know you're brewing Time to reminisce, I hope you're hearing this I didn't wanna be the one to be out blaring this, but f*ck it Behind the mask you're a prick What you did made me sick Smearing blood on this chick Yeah, let's talk about Dawn Slappin' and choking from dusk 'till dawn Then blaming your alter egos What the f*ck? That's not cool amigo That's not Adam, that was John that hit you That's not Adam, that was Shaun that beat you That's not Adam, nah f*ck you Adam Any woman beater gets the f*cking heater R.I.P. like Rita, hope you like my feature That's your baby momma Flew her over just to end the saga KSI, I'm the king of drama Karma, karma, kicking down like Sparta You will always be a dreadful father Post Malone, he ain't savin' s**t Your tattoos are s**t Chronic masturbator Coming now and later Why you horny looking at an alligator? I'm your violator, this the bar on my mission Nothing can save your dead vision, b*tch.(adam s apple) Ayy ayy, aaayy ayyyy Ayy aaayy, GG motherf*ckerrr.(adam s apple)