Dadada

Don't call me seraph Call me Lucifer
Laugh now die later Which do you prefer
The way I planet out They call my Jupiter
And i fucked already So your losing her
Her and her friend And just two others
Ya favorite sister And ya only mother
We at ya funeral Gun shots and violins
Two different barrels They fatertnal twins
They was going crazy Jokers Harley Quinn
A 12 gauge pump I'm doing CPR
You can save ya wish I'll send you to the stars
Don't call me Seraph Call me morning star
Astronaut play guitar He a rockstar
Invitation to the sound You are all welcome
You can stir up the beef I like my shit well done
But the stakes are set high That shit should be fun
Rich Nigga problems I call it comma drama
Deserts Eagles pregnant She my baby mamma
She finna have the baby Now you got head trauma
She was silenced to So you didn't hear nada
New hole between ya eyes You need a good doctor
Bowling ball for a head Now you a dead papa
8 to 24 shots They strike mamba
Hallow tips between ya eyes Singing like from the opera
Everybody creep quite Let theatre holla



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Writer(s): Sidarriss Wallace
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