Lyrics:
I write the horror flick of Stephen King
Cling to false also those papers say, "Ock"
I got tired of the fat lady so I sing to my own opera
everything so I can see it now (see it now)
I'm on that demon time, it's only right I cop the Hellcat (skrrt)
They always hit me where it hurt, but this
and they yellin' my name, damn (damn)
Like they goin' ku' (goin' ku')
I'm a fan but I'm keepin' my cool (keepin' my cool)
And I like it when you call me
That's that pill, that's that fire, fire-ah-ah (I'm tryna smoke)
Don't you cry, don't you cry, I-I-I ain't full high
I'ma ride it, I just need to put my
funky like female funk
So when you see me comin' or see me goin'
I keep my money, let the hoes keep throwin'
I once met a tender, she did it for free
And if I'm caught in a trap
you know I'ma beat the wack
with a payoff, cop gotta lay off
FBI on my dick, stay off!
I'm not a rebel or a renegade
cruise, her shit, fat See it from the front, dummy, see it from the back, yummy
And I'm really diggin' her style, she keep it movin' when she not movin
Ha-ha-ha it's goin down like this ma-fucker!
Is the shit gone ever change, cause I be caught up in the middle of it,
Click my pistol, and then in
fucked C-Murder
And I'm a motherfucker dick
That's Platinum and Gold
It ain't my fault, that's what I was taught
The game is cold
("I'm goin' in they
Shiesty, locked, but still dropped the deluxe (free him)
I can't wait to see him at the Grammys in a tux' (well damn)
Goin' hard in this shit like I'm
crazy
Not my fault way shorty body amaze me (uh uh)
Swoll up, now ma what's the hold up (c'mon)
She never imagine me and Diddy would roll up (we here)
Ha-ha-ha it's goin down like this ma-fucker!
Is the shit gone ever change, cause I be caught up in the middle of it,
Click my pistol, and then in
release the mutts
I'm connected, the police release my cuffs
Call me Fillmore, naw nigga cause I'ma feel more
Nigga this my year, you gonna feel Nore
who goin, I ain't goin nowhere motherfucker
We gon' see, e'rybody who against me, nigga I'm mad (BITCH)
Haha, yeah, there's only one problem
Everytime
Coughin it up killin my lungs
Hittin fat dabs smokin fat blunts
If ya wanna roll with me
Then bitch ya gonna have ta keep up
Cuz I ain't waitin anymore
I'm
I'ma just give 'em my plug (Yeah)
New bitch ass too fat (Ass too fat)
Put a price tag on that (Price tag)
No, I'm not cuffin' these thots (No)
You
a birdie
Keep her by ma side if she sturdy
I say it once
Won't say it again
Cuz if yu can huh
Then yu heard me
I'm
Off white
No cocaine
Ima blow up
or die bitch (ha)
(I rock a icy ass chain with a earring in my tongue)
Yo, yo, yo
Yeah, what's up ma, what's goin' on? I know you know 'Kiss
or die bitch (ha)
(I rock a icy ass chain with a earring in my tongue)
Yo, yo, yo
Yeah, what's up ma, what's goin' on? I know you know 'Kiss
Yeah, yeah (2Sided goin' crazy) yeat, yeah
Gravity sit on my coat
(How?) , Balenci' all on my toe (Huh?)
I got some Wock' in my moat (Hey)
I got
And if I'm caught in a trap
you know I'ma beat the wack
with a payoff, cop gotta lay off
FBI on my dick, stay off!
I'm not a rebel or a renegade
to call my mama (I did)
Know if I fuck with you, I'm goin' to war with God behind (today)
I bended the U, at home I was talkin' about don't fly again (fly
release the mutts
I'm connected, the police release my cuffs
Call me Fillmore, naw nigga cause I'ma feel more
Nigga this my year, you gonna feel Nore
throwin'
Splash, yes pour, yeah I pull up in a foreign
Keep goin', keep goin'
They just steal my sauce and you
Know Li' Swag know it
I'ma get these bands,
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