Bad Guy
Machete to ya neck I'm a threat
Rip ya soul I'll make ya blessed
Savages eat up out ya nest
Bad bitch semen on her breast
Yeah I'm crazy and my mouth fresh
She sniff coke that's mountain
I sip Henny from a fountain
Goblins I got thousand
Locked and loaded guns mounted
Talking hot shit well I'm here for the smoke
Blade on my side one swipe rip ya throat
Smoking on thrax this shit make you choke
My niggas in UK would call u a bloke
Don't play with kids I'm not the pope
I get the bread than its adios
Give me the loot
Ya ain't the man give me the proof
Hot head nigga burn off the roof
Storm like some thunder I got the troops
Oops I shitted on you
Imbiciles pitiful i am to cynical
Futuristic I'm past the digital
Niggas is dumb they take to much literal
I run the shit I am the general
Hoes on my dick the count is several
Cut off your limbs
Turn you to a box
How long do it take for a body to rot
Times was hard
I had to plot
Lower your bravo
I play the fox
I get the trophy
Then I just trot
Ready for war gripping the Glock
Ready for war gripping the Glock
Ready for war gripping the glock
Rip ya soul I'll make ya blessed
Savages eat up out ya nest
Bad bitch semen on her breast
Yeah I'm crazy and my mouth fresh
She sniff coke that's mountain
I sip Henny from a fountain
Goblins I got thousand
Locked and loaded guns mounted
Talking hot shit well I'm here for the smoke
Blade on my side one swipe rip ya throat
Smoking on thrax this shit make you choke
My niggas in UK would call u a bloke
Don't play with kids I'm not the pope
I get the bread than its adios
Give me the loot
Ya ain't the man give me the proof
Hot head nigga burn off the roof
Storm like some thunder I got the troops
Oops I shitted on you
Imbiciles pitiful i am to cynical
Futuristic I'm past the digital
Niggas is dumb they take to much literal
I run the shit I am the general
Hoes on my dick the count is several
Cut off your limbs
Turn you to a box
How long do it take for a body to rot
Times was hard
I had to plot
Lower your bravo
I play the fox
I get the trophy
Then I just trot
Ready for war gripping the Glock
Ready for war gripping the Glock
Ready for war gripping the glock
Credits
Writer(s): Mir Pain
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