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Step up in this bitch like a pair of irish setters
Introduce you to my side piece the m9 barretta
And im betting that the letters on your sweater will get redder if im coming for your cheddar cus im tryna get my bread up
Lighter than a feather if im smoking something wetter
Sitting right across from Jesus when im playing him in checkers
Demons wanna press me expose their fucking chest meat
Leave em in a couple pieces under bloody bed sheets
Welcome to the street meet i'll bring a biscuit for the beef
I keep the forty five tucked to save my mom and dad grief
Let us have a moment of silence for this deaf beat
Smoking all the loudest shit its absolutely deafening
Making all my moves in silence just to keep you questioning
Sucka MC's aint even worth the mentioning
Buddha and Kato we running your pockets
Loading up shottys with bullets like rockets
Bitch keep the blow round her neck in a locket
Ride through your city like Batman and Robin
Hop out your computer and i'll make you one of my viewers
Shish kebab your fucking chick and pierce her with my skewer
Clowns better suit up cus im swimming through the sew-wer yelling pennywise a loser while i'm chugging a bottle of dewers
Run up on your chicken's coupe just to make the shells fly
This 45 around the waste aint a fucking belt size
I'll smack you out your boat shoes and watch you bitches capsize
Drown you in a lake and claim the priest failed to baptize
Invested in these streets like im buyin out the franchise
See me stacking bread suddenly you into fat guys
Accounting for the iron when im shopping for a pant size
If im that cat that got your tongue i'll turn it to a necktie
Got you rappers mumbling i'm waiting for a reply
Bitches hang around my waste like a pair of levis
Game over for you pussies like there are no more revives
I am the evolution for the future call me dee rive
Im so fucking high like a belly full of butterflies
Let my bitch of the leash you could say we cut our ties
I analyzed her anal eye before i went and compromised
Fucking all the hunnies like a bunny i am energized
Buddha in the Cuda and Kato on the scooter
Riding through your city signing autographs on hooters
Grabbing up on cooters like Donald was my tutor
Kill you in your dreams like hi im Freddy Kruger
Hop out your computer and i'll make you one of my viewers
Shish kebab your fucking chick and pierce her with my skewer
Clowns better suit up cus im swimming through the sew-wer yelling pennywise a loser while i'm chugging a bottle of dewers
Fell through rock bottom so I'm bunking up with Lucifer
Someone call an exorcist and dont forget the crucifer
Im the judge jury and the fucking executioner
My missiles so big that'll send you off to Jupiter
The flash and the cash thats the only thing amusing her
San Francisco armory cus im about abusing her
That pussy is so bomb that there aint no more defusing her
Like a trapper keeper homie im about to ooze in her
Bitches are like build a bears
Stuffing rod inside her rear
With that Gucci romper popping pussy like a snare
Extra tire in her trunk so i call it her booty spare
Pullin on her ponytail and yanking out her fucking hair
Introduce you to my side piece the m9 barretta
And im betting that the letters on your sweater will get redder if im coming for your cheddar cus im tryna get my bread up
Lighter than a feather if im smoking something wetter
Sitting right across from Jesus when im playing him in checkers
Demons wanna press me expose their fucking chest meat
Leave em in a couple pieces under bloody bed sheets
Welcome to the street meet i'll bring a biscuit for the beef
I keep the forty five tucked to save my mom and dad grief
Let us have a moment of silence for this deaf beat
Smoking all the loudest shit its absolutely deafening
Making all my moves in silence just to keep you questioning
Sucka MC's aint even worth the mentioning
Buddha and Kato we running your pockets
Loading up shottys with bullets like rockets
Bitch keep the blow round her neck in a locket
Ride through your city like Batman and Robin
Hop out your computer and i'll make you one of my viewers
Shish kebab your fucking chick and pierce her with my skewer
Clowns better suit up cus im swimming through the sew-wer yelling pennywise a loser while i'm chugging a bottle of dewers
Run up on your chicken's coupe just to make the shells fly
This 45 around the waste aint a fucking belt size
I'll smack you out your boat shoes and watch you bitches capsize
Drown you in a lake and claim the priest failed to baptize
Invested in these streets like im buyin out the franchise
See me stacking bread suddenly you into fat guys
Accounting for the iron when im shopping for a pant size
If im that cat that got your tongue i'll turn it to a necktie
Got you rappers mumbling i'm waiting for a reply
Bitches hang around my waste like a pair of levis
Game over for you pussies like there are no more revives
I am the evolution for the future call me dee rive
Im so fucking high like a belly full of butterflies
Let my bitch of the leash you could say we cut our ties
I analyzed her anal eye before i went and compromised
Fucking all the hunnies like a bunny i am energized
Buddha in the Cuda and Kato on the scooter
Riding through your city signing autographs on hooters
Grabbing up on cooters like Donald was my tutor
Kill you in your dreams like hi im Freddy Kruger
Hop out your computer and i'll make you one of my viewers
Shish kebab your fucking chick and pierce her with my skewer
Clowns better suit up cus im swimming through the sew-wer yelling pennywise a loser while i'm chugging a bottle of dewers
Fell through rock bottom so I'm bunking up with Lucifer
Someone call an exorcist and dont forget the crucifer
Im the judge jury and the fucking executioner
My missiles so big that'll send you off to Jupiter
The flash and the cash thats the only thing amusing her
San Francisco armory cus im about abusing her
That pussy is so bomb that there aint no more defusing her
Like a trapper keeper homie im about to ooze in her
Bitches are like build a bears
Stuffing rod inside her rear
With that Gucci romper popping pussy like a snare
Extra tire in her trunk so i call it her booty spare
Pullin on her ponytail and yanking out her fucking hair
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Writer(s): Feliks Salman
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