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Bitch I am on ten, ain't no
Game, I'm not fan
You should know, Hop's in here
Stay packin' heat, you runnin' shit, not
These niggas pull off
What I do up in this
I am too when I intrude on you, don't
Act you never knew homie, I
most of my life tryna get
Here, do not get near, you feel
Fear in its form
I'm destroying you, I'm warning you

Murder!
Straight out the asylum
What the am I? Just think about it, can't define it
Say goodbye to any nigga you was with
I hate the climate
I've been on your trail like an pirate, make you rise
Y'all can never Goliath
been taking rappers and creating diets
Now they on the 'Gram make it private
I don't put them in a bad position
They've been prayin' I don't ever catch 'em (Haha!)
You could a buzz rappin' sick shit
But you better not come around me I can (Bitch!)
been lost on the path of sinnin'
I hope the Lord's gonna have forgiveness (Sorry)
Keep your mind out my bag of
Else me and you gon' have a bad (Oh no!)
Ain't a fuck
rush (Low-pro!)
When 'em up
You are lunch (For sure!)
A cynical nut, I'm get buck (Hoes know!)
They feelin' in love, my touch
I have 'em flyin' overseas, cryin' me
I am a cunt to 'em
See if I the D I am gon' unleash a giant load of cream on to 'em
Look, I a typical nigga you dealin' with
This shit is finna get rowdy, I swear to God it is a (Yeah, yeah)
I've a militant minor degenerate ever since I was a
Little kid playing and the mud (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a no telling who I'ma bomb when I hop on a song
I'ma it, it's written in blood (Yeah, yeah)
Honestly I done got I ever wanted
But is it (Is it enough?)
mad 'cause your fans ain't as loyal
Dropping classics
Wrecking on you, it, man
Get the bag there is too much madness at hand weightin' on you
K.O.-in' niggas with the
my dick under the mistletoe
Don't forget the balls, 'em both
This is Sicko level, Travis isn't getting on because

Bitch I am on ten, ain't no
Game, I'm not fan
You should know, back in here
Stay heat, you runnin' shit, not actually
These niggas can't off
I do up in this booth
I am too rude when I intrude on you,
Act like you never homie, I
Spent most of my life get
Here, do not get near, you gon'
in its worst form
When I'm you, I'm warning you