Death Notes
Realism
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Big choppa big drum We shoot they run Like opps want me dead Shots through they head Bitch I'm on a money run so talk to my bread Why they wanna act like Ed I'm on my Double D Call yo bitch up play them titties like some Double D's F*ck her wrist up with a razor she so industry I don't need to shoot a laser she been on my scene She got a pistol off of her mental Run with the diamonds you know it's a fistful Got a big lisp with a big grip When she shoot don't miss whoa stab like pencil Actin out she still on my throne Dick like Myers call it Michael I wrote her name up in my Death Note She screwed into my head like lightbulb I don't know what the future holds Now our boat don't row We f*ck like some animals she took all that I owned I don't really wanna see her Her voice already in my speakers Suck my aura like a fucking leacher Now she speakin out just like a Preacher I walk without her in my fucking life I got a bag I'm steady on my rise Big choppa big drum We shoot they run Like opps want me dead Shots through they head Bitch I'm on a money run so talk to my bread Why they wanna act like Ed I'm on my Double D Call yo bitch up play them titties like some Double D's F*ck her wrist up with a razor she so industry I need to shoot a laser she been on my scene Skrt skrt in that ratti ratti Big burp out come all my violence Thanos when I snap in Diamons dancin beam up on a wrist Ethereal glow you shoot you miss Emperial home where I exist I just be choppin they blicks Samurai blade it might cut yo dick Double my cup so you can't win Say you be killing shit bitch that's a ruse I'm shooting first so you know I can't lose Diamonds be flashy embedded in tooth I got long barrel shot up like a Priest In Peril I need new drip so I cop some new apparel I'm biting up a bitches neck cause I'm too feral She got that blood drop tear tatted Bitch bend over backwards show me all that talent Big choppa big drum We shoot they run Like opps want me dead Shots through they head Bitch I'm on a money run so talk to my bread Why they wanna act like Ed I'm on my Double D Call yo bitch up play them titties like some Double D's F*ck her wrist up with a razor she so industry I don't need to shoot a laser she been on my scene
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