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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 shit, not actually
niggas can't pull off
What I do up in booth
I am too rude I intrude on you, don't
Act you never knew homie, I
Spent most of my life get
Here, do not get near, you gon'
Fear in its form
When I'm you, I'm warning you

Murder!
Straight out the insane
What the fuck am I? think about it, can't define it
Say goodbye to any you was vibin' with
I fucking the climate
I've on your trail like an invasive pirate, make you rise
can never slay Goliath
I've been rappers and creating diets
Now they on the tryna' make it private
Hoping I put them in a bad position
They've prayin' I don't ever catch 'em slippin' (Haha!)
You could build a rappin' sick shit
But you better not come me I can differ (Bitch!)
I've been lost on the path of
I just hope the Lord's gonna forgiveness (Sorry)
Keep your mind out my bag of
Else me and you have a bad collision (Oh no!)
Ain't giving a
Adrenaline (Low-pro!)
When 'em up
You are lunch (For sure!)
A nut, I'm finna get buck (Hoes know!)
They feelin' in love, my touch
I 'em flyin' overseas, cryin' over 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
shit is finna get rowdy, I swear to God it is a must (Yeah, yeah)
I've been a militant minor degenerate ever I was a
kid playing and kicking the mud (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a no telling who I'ma bomb when I hop on a song
lose it, it's written in blood (Yeah, yeah)
Honestly I done got everything I ever
But is it (Is it enough?)
You're mad 'cause your fans 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' with the blow
Suck my dick the mistletoe
forget 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
Stay packin' heat, you runnin' shit, not
These niggas pull off
What I do up in 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