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Bitch I am on ten, ain't no
Game, I'm not fan
You should know, Hop's in here
packin' heat, you runnin' shit, not actually
These niggas can't off
I do up in this booth
I am too rude when I on you, don't
Act like you knew homie, I
Spent most of my life get
Here, do not get near, you feel
in its worst form
When I'm you, I'm warning you

Murder!
Straight out the insane
What the am I? Just think about it, can't define it
Say goodbye to any nigga you was vibin'
I fucking hate the
I've been on your trail an invasive pirate, make you rise
can never slay Goliath
I've been taking rappers and creating
Now they on the 'Gram make it private
Hoping I put them in a bad position
been prayin' I don't ever catch 'em slippin' (Haha!)
You build a buzz rappin' sick shit
But you better not come around me I can (Bitch!)
I've been on the path of sinnin'
I hope the Lord's gonna have forgiveness (Sorry)
Keep mind out my bag of business
Else me and you have a bad collision (Oh no!)
Ain't giving a
rush (Low-pro!)
When 'em up
You niggas are (For sure!)
A cynical nut, I'm finna get (Hoes know!)
feelin' in love, my menacing touch
I have 'em overseas, cryin' over me
I am a cunt to 'em
See if I enroll the D I am unleash a giant load of cream on to 'em
Look, I a typical nigga you dealin' with
This is finna get rowdy, I swear to God it is a must (Yeah, yeah)
I've been a minor degenerate ever since I was a
Little kid and kicking the mud (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a no telling who I'ma bomb when I hop on a song
I'ma lose it, it's in blood (Yeah, yeah)
I done got everything I ever wanted
But is it (Is it enough?)
mad 'cause your fans ain't as loyal
Dropping classics
on you, damn it, man
Get the body bag there is too madness at hand weightin' on you
K.O.-in' niggas the blow
Suck my under the mistletoe
Don't the balls, lick 'em both
This is Sicko Mode level, isn't getting on because

Bitch I am on ten, ain't no
Game, I'm not fan
You should know, Hop's back in
packin' heat, you runnin' shit, not actually
These can't pull off
What I do up in booth
I am too rude I intrude on you, don't
Act like you knew homie, I
Spent most of my life get
Here, do not get near, you feel
Fear in its form
When I'm destroying you, I'm you