Why you talk about guns Cause I like to A brutal homicide is Something I might do Like I fucking said hoe 7 times bitch Pistol whipped, uh You gon die bitch Hit kids not Juuls Big teeth big bite, uncaged pitbull Bang in this bitch, hang up the bitch Stop calling my phone, lemme hang up your bitch Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang Bang in this bitch yeah the shots gonna rang out You annoying fuckin dick We not gonna hang out Hung by yo neck get dropped for a check You a big-bodied bitch so you don't got a neck Concrete fuckas blow your brains out Run around wit the mob when it fuckin rain out Rip a rib cage right out of your abdomen I don't got a gun bitch I got 10 of em All my damn ops, 6 feet deep 7 damn bodies, in the dark is where I creep Dark boy, with what With the messy hair Wander in the dark, bitch You go missing there Run around the motha fucka really boutta pop a fucka We don't hang whitchu cause you with the cops fucka I'm a milf magnet so I'm the real motha fucka I'm a milf magnet so hide your fuckin moms fuckas One-two, yeah I hit em with a one-two Wait till I show you what a motha fuckin gun do Bitch move, runnin thru yo block with a big tool I don't give a fuck if I come off as a bit rude Voices in my head screaming nonviolent Ignored the devil on my shoulder he's gone silent Yeah they tellin me go violent The devil on my shoulder has been silent Hit kids not Juuls Hit kids not Juuls Hit kids not Juuls Hit kids not Juuls Big teeth big bite, uncaged pitbull Run around the motha fucka Blacked out tints so you can't see us Onamonafuckin pia Posted in the black wife beater He done bled a fucking liter Bang in this bitch yeah the shots gonna rang out You annoying fuckin dick We not gonna hang out Hung by yo neck get dropped for a check You a big-bodied bitch so you don't got a neck Concrete fuckas blow your brains out Runa round wit the mob when it fuckin rain out R-r-r-r-r-rip a rib cage right out of your abdomen I don't got a gun bitch I got 10 of em All my damn ops, 6 feet deep 7 damn bodies, in the dark is where I creep Dark boy, with what With the messy hair Wander in the dark, bitch You go missing there Run around the motha fucka really boutta pop a fucka We don't hang whitchu cause you with the cops fucka I'm a milf magnet so I'm the real motha fucka I'm a milf magnet so hide your fuckin moms fuckas
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