Isaac the Beatmaker - Lost lyrics

(Ay) f** d**h i'm immortal f** your sh** i'm crazy I'm insane I wish you could see what goes on inside my brain They probably wishing my rhymes were more sane But that's boring that's lame I f**ed her and her cherry popped (Oh!) Next day she found me on Instagram for sure, that b**h is blocked I bet you listened to this sh** and couldn't say sh** you shocked Everybody screaming f** the world And f** the cops When I rap, the body up its furled I remember that b**h, her hair was curled A blonde My lyrics might go, beyond the human expectation Keep in hand this f**in' situation This beat was not my creation But this lyrical nonsense was My father told me half the sh** they say ain't true Im alone, I don't ride around with a crew So when I listen to your sh** i'm like who the f** are you That b**h wouldn't s** I told if were gonna f** gimme head She said no, so I shot her in the head Now that b**h laying in red Keep poppin' until i hear the feds And when they come i gotta run It's all for fun though You was playin' Nintendo I gotta five, I'm like the Savage from the 6 Oh my [?] b**h f** that ho