Cr0ss

I'm on that twisted statistic
Spitting wicked sick shit
You's a lil bitch
So we call ourselves Lil Bitch, bitch
Twisted statistic
Spitting wicked sick shit
You's a lil bitch
So we call ourselves Lil Bitch, bitch

Straight autopilot, see me fly
Do like this can't even try
I'ma fuck on your bitch
Better watch that bitch
Punch in like a punchcard or something you punch hard
When I spit bars, I be loop
Uh-huh that shit hard
I be twisting on these bitches I been lunching, spitting writtens
I might upchuck like a kitten 'cause that drank got me real sickened
Now I'm driving, holy shit
Focusing on my kicks
I ain't looked out the mirror in a motherfucking min
I gave the mic a disease
Evil deeds
I got laid
And you'll get motherfucking late

I'm on that twisted statistic
Spitting wicked sick shit
You's a lil bitch
So we call ourselves Lil Bitch, bitch
Twisted statistic
Spitting wicked sick shit
You's a lil bitch
So we call ourselves Lil Bitch, bitch

I gave the mic a disease
Evil deeds I agree
Make you scream, it's not a dream
You're awake
Ain't no pain, ain't no gain
It's not a game
Get out the way
Walk the street and lay down 'bout half way
While you talking all that shit just lay to waste
Fuck a needle in your arm, just razor blade
Don't cut your face, cut your neck, cut it off
In love with the struggle? Nah, you lost
What it cost
Tripple cross upon your face, go talk to God, nawhS

I gave the mic a disease
Evil deeds I concur now you cursed
Fuck a genie in a bottle, djinn deserved
What you want
You want a lighter, spoon and work
Yeah that can work
Why you talking all that shit, go live your words
Evil deeds I concur

I'm on that twisted statistic
Spitting wicked sick shit
You's a lil bitch
So we call ourselves Lil Bitch, bitch
Twisted statistic
Spitting wicked sick shit
You's a lil bitch
So we call ourselves Lil Bitch, bitch



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Writer(s): Jorge Sanders
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