Lyrics:
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Nigga, I'ma send you back to your last bitch
See, let me tell you how you end up on the block list
Fucking up my peace think it's cool
on his chest
Help me get 'em off," wait, you're breakin' his neck (alright)
You grab that end, dick, I'll grab this end
I told him not to lift when he
told me I'm a dog, I told her "Do me like you Logan"
Dick in yo fat ass, finna make yo ass bust it open
My head sound weird as fuck, I think their
much fun without Hennessy
They just want my love and my energy
You can't talk no shit without penalties
Bitch, I'm in yo' shit if you send for me
I'm
I need a goth bitch to wake me up by stabbing my chest
A real spooky ass chick that love to wear fishnets
Try to suffocate me by the weight of her
last date
Just tell me kissing the dick you made a big mistake
And you can to quick
I'm like what the fuck is this
Some cancer dick
What it been through
She send me that pussy on snapchat
She bustin' it open on snapchat
She workin' on snapchat
She bustin' it open on snapchat
She send me that pussy
Yeah, say, Dick, where you at?
Ayy, I'm about to come get in your face
(Ayy, find me two niggas)
(Find me the one that can say he stuck his dick
a pool
Different color dudes, it don't matter this dick is for you
And they choking me, know these crackers send the greatest nudes (need, need, need some
don't really need no love baby don't need no love baby
You can send the flood baby
Send the flood baby
Drown me to paradise
When I'm there make sure that
decimated
You look like a Styles P nephew that never made it
Forever hated on niggas like Boogie and me
'Cause we was popping in New York and every hood
my Charger, I got no challengers
I got no managers
Bruh you can't talk to me, can't have a word with me
Shut the fuck up bitch you can't have a word
honeys' to the crib tonight
Guarantee we gon' get up in they rib tonight
Check the new slang
It's changed the braveheart gang bang
When you see me pass
and watch your weight
You frosted like a flake
And Ludacris feels grrreat!
Who want come face me, face come want who?
And women give me face till
They're face
I'm in love, I'm in all of the above
Can you stay down like Dreka did?
Send me them nudes when you miss the kid
They can't make me cheat on you
across the land
Led by a bleached blonde man with a mic in his hand
Act two, song's the only way for me to talk to you
Cos you're the king of hip hop
I'm
letters all by heart
I read them everyday
They seem as easy to erase
As words are to unsay
Oh, send me back my lovers moon
And stars that shine above
My diamonds, they seasick
Only let WaterByG make you sick, sick
Glock with a .30, extensions called dick, dick
Located our opp, and made his ass
You can catch me in the hood smokin' good, posted on the lot
Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block
The hood smokin' good,
so i hit a boof
God sent me will and imma use it too
Ooh you a bad one send me yo digits
Gotta fidget a little bit by god im lit
Gotta bitch wit
If I close my ears
To the feeble cry
Of the poor man's child
As he passes by me
I can mark Your word
There will come a time
When my cries will fall
imma send u up (To heaven)
That boy hot like he be with satan
I rap about killing i don't do no singing (At all)
Fuck ha on camera i made the bitch
Send this to ya ex if you miss them
It got me sick you my presription
If you my home it's eviction
I know we tried to get this right so much times
gone (What what)
Yea they hate me but they sing my songs
And I told you that I'm so gone (Lets go)
And I told you that I'm so gone
Party party by my
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