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ALL THESE b*tchES WANNA HATE BUT THEY WON'T STEP UP TO ME
FOOD ON MY PLATE, I WON'T TELL YOU ANY RECIPES
b*tch, I EAT GOOD MANE COOKIN IS MY SPECIALITY
ROLLIN BACKWOODS GUARANTEE YOU CANNOT FLEX ON ME
I'ONT MAKE MUSIC FOR U b*tchES WHO CAN'T RUN WITH ME
FIND IT SO AMUSING, LAUGHIN WITH MY TEAM WE ROLLIN WEED
I'ONT GIVE A fu*k BOUT SUM DUM sh*t YOU HAVE TO SAY
GET YOURSELF STUCK HAVE YOUR BLOOD ALL OVER MY BLADE
PRETTY GOTH b*tch IN MY ALL BLACK WHIP
SWEAR TO GOD THAT SHE A WITCH, FOUND HER UNDERNEATH A BRIDGE
TOOK HER IN MY ARMS, LAID HER HEAD NEXT TO MY HEART
GIRL WE FINNA GLO, CUZ WE BOTH SO SMART
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SO MUCH BLOOD ON MY BLADE YOU WOULD THINK MY BLADE WAS RED
I CAN'T GO TO BED TOO MANY DEMONS IN MY HEAD
MARIJUANA THAT'S MY MEDS, WHILE YOU POPPIN PILLS LIKE PEZ
I'M WITH YOUR b*tch, SHE su*kIN MY DICK WHILE WE WATCHING WALKING DEAD
SO MUCH BLOOD ON MY KNIFE THAT I HAD TO CLEAN IT TWICE
KILLIN VERSES EVERY NIGHT, THESE RAPPERS JUST WANNA FIGHT
THIS AIN'T NO UFC b*tch I'MA TAKE YOU OUT ON SIGHT
fu*k MY LIFE, I'M TAKIN YOUR LIFE
fu*k MY GUN, I'M TAKIN MY KNIFE
I'M SLEEPIN THRU THE DAY STAYIN UP ALL NIGHT
I'M PROLLY IN THE BACK PUTTIN CODEINE IN MY SPRITE
I TRY TO BE POLITE BUT IT JUST AIN'T RIGHT
SOME OF US WERE BORN JUST TO SHOW YOU HOW TO DIE
DISCONNECT MY INTERNET AND HACK INTO MY MIND
I GOT MONEY ON THE SIDE CUZ I'M ALWAYS ON MY GRIND
I'M NOT AFRAID TO CRY, I'M A SADBOY FOR LIFE
THIS GB KEEPS ME HIGH, PLEASE DON'T PASS ME NO PIPE
I TRIED TO WARN YOU THAT I WAS DANGEROUS
YOU GOTTA THINK BEFORE YOU HANG WITH US
SO MUCH BLOOD ON MY BLADE I GOT BLOOD ON MY BLADE
AND I CAN'T GET ENOUGH