Desert Eagle
(On the count of three
I want everybody in the fuckin' rap game
To say "Free Fourteen!")
WAIT, UH
FUCK UP OUT OF MY FACE I GRIP THE K' AND THEN ERASE YUH
DO NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS NOT TODAY YUH (Sonnatic)
GO ROLL UP ANOTHER BLUNT
TAKE IT TO THE FACE YUH
HOPE THAT SHIT IS LACED AH
HOPE THAT SHIT IS LACED
LOWKEY WANNA DIE
PUT SOME SCISSORS TO MY EYES
I DON'T WANNA BE ALIVE
I DON'T WANT TO WASTE YOUR TIME
IF YOU EVER GOT SOME SHIT TO SAY DO NOT GO IN MY LIFE
HE SHOULD SEE ME AT THE PARKIN' LOT SO WE CAN GO AND FIGHT
I wanna mask up the fact that I'm dead now
I wanna find the error of tread now
"Free Fourteen" I am a trend now
It's good that it happened this way
So I can kill all these rappers in my way
I'm gonna make all you motherfuckers pay
Gotta check 40 bands just to chey
I'ma take the karma to do the fuckin' king
Let's go hop up in the fuckin' ring
Life ploy money I'm makin' this fuckin' money
Treat a bitch down if you lookin' at me funny
And she be faked quiet screamin' like a monkey
Left, right, up, down, feel it in her tummy
Hop in the car I'ma steal the Visa card
If you think you goin' far I hope you look up at the stars
I'll put your body in a shoppin' cart
I DON'T FUCK WITH PEOPLE
KEEP MY DESERT EAGLE
I DON'T FUCK WITH PEOPLE
BITCH I AM THE EVIL
I DON'T FUCK WITH PEOPLE
KEEP MY DESERT EAGLE
I want everybody in the fuckin' rap game
To say "Free Fourteen!")
WAIT, UH
FUCK UP OUT OF MY FACE I GRIP THE K' AND THEN ERASE YUH
DO NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS NOT TODAY YUH (Sonnatic)
GO ROLL UP ANOTHER BLUNT
TAKE IT TO THE FACE YUH
HOPE THAT SHIT IS LACED AH
HOPE THAT SHIT IS LACED
LOWKEY WANNA DIE
PUT SOME SCISSORS TO MY EYES
I DON'T WANNA BE ALIVE
I DON'T WANT TO WASTE YOUR TIME
IF YOU EVER GOT SOME SHIT TO SAY DO NOT GO IN MY LIFE
HE SHOULD SEE ME AT THE PARKIN' LOT SO WE CAN GO AND FIGHT
I wanna mask up the fact that I'm dead now
I wanna find the error of tread now
"Free Fourteen" I am a trend now
It's good that it happened this way
So I can kill all these rappers in my way
I'm gonna make all you motherfuckers pay
Gotta check 40 bands just to chey
I'ma take the karma to do the fuckin' king
Let's go hop up in the fuckin' ring
Life ploy money I'm makin' this fuckin' money
Treat a bitch down if you lookin' at me funny
And she be faked quiet screamin' like a monkey
Left, right, up, down, feel it in her tummy
Hop in the car I'ma steal the Visa card
If you think you goin' far I hope you look up at the stars
I'll put your body in a shoppin' cart
I DON'T FUCK WITH PEOPLE
KEEP MY DESERT EAGLE
I DON'T FUCK WITH PEOPLE
BITCH I AM THE EVIL
I DON'T FUCK WITH PEOPLE
KEEP MY DESERT EAGLE
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Writer(s): Marric Slack
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