Revenge
I'm about to fuck y'all bitches from the back
I'll paint their clothes
Never gonna fuck but
We just gonna fuck in the muhfuckin' Cadillac
We go slow mo
Fuck em in the back
She in the muthafuckin' trap
Bend the law
Can't trust these hoes
Pay or we get close to close to poppin'
Stop that shit, don't like the bluffin'
Break my neck, I know you can't pay
Thinking that a muhafuckin' soul trading ain't that bad and shame
He back to back sellin' his soul
Yeah, he bad and I'm cold
Catch me spraying around yo hood, ay
Leave yo body dead and cold
Top model sucking all my soul
Gahdayum, yeah
Fuck you, bitch
Get murk and then get cooked
Roll the fuckin' shit, don't let the bitches tell the cop
Ain't no body nobody who got that
Muthafuckin' ice bitch, fire bitch, long-term gross bitch, yeah
I'ma swing axe make yo fucking body split into half, yeah
They hit me with the "what it do"
I show em what's my glock can do
You homeboy actin' like a dog
So I teach him how to sit
Tired of this sad boy shit
But still my days were sad as shit
I don't have a big body that's why I tote a fucking big toolie
I'm about to fuck y'all bitches from the back
I'll paint their clothes
Never gonna fuck but
We just gonna fuck in the muhfuckin' Cadillac
We go slow mo
Fuck em in the back
She in the muthafuckin' trap
Bend the law
Can't trust these hoes
Pay or we get close to close to poppin'
Stop that shit, don't like the bluffin'
I'll paint their clothes
Never gonna fuck but
We just gonna fuck in the muhfuckin' Cadillac
We go slow mo
Fuck em in the back
She in the muthafuckin' trap
Bend the law
Can't trust these hoes
Pay or we get close to close to poppin'
Stop that shit, don't like the bluffin'
Break my neck, I know you can't pay
Thinking that a muhafuckin' soul trading ain't that bad and shame
He back to back sellin' his soul
Yeah, he bad and I'm cold
Catch me spraying around yo hood, ay
Leave yo body dead and cold
Top model sucking all my soul
Gahdayum, yeah
Fuck you, bitch
Get murk and then get cooked
Roll the fuckin' shit, don't let the bitches tell the cop
Ain't no body nobody who got that
Muthafuckin' ice bitch, fire bitch, long-term gross bitch, yeah
I'ma swing axe make yo fucking body split into half, yeah
They hit me with the "what it do"
I show em what's my glock can do
You homeboy actin' like a dog
So I teach him how to sit
Tired of this sad boy shit
But still my days were sad as shit
I don't have a big body that's why I tote a fucking big toolie
I'm about to fuck y'all bitches from the back
I'll paint their clothes
Never gonna fuck but
We just gonna fuck in the muhfuckin' Cadillac
We go slow mo
Fuck em in the back
She in the muthafuckin' trap
Bend the law
Can't trust these hoes
Pay or we get close to close to poppin'
Stop that shit, don't like the bluffin'
Credits
Writer(s): Raja Muddin
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