Thriller

I was told to get it out the bag
By any means
To me no matter what I can do anything
I just gotta new bad bitch
Badder than Billie Jean
No this not Mike Jack
But on my soul I've seen sum Thriller things
See right through the fake cause I've seen realer things
I just popped a perc now I can't feel a thing
Wxlf Gxng
We a pack of wolves running through any scene
We got all the gas
But if there's smoke then we give nicotine

Bitch I can do many things
Hm bitch I can do anything
This thot just sucked my cock
Now she talking shit about a wedding ring
Bitch
Bitch you must be stupid
All this money in my face
All I see is new shit
Slap a nigga out his taste
Leave a nigga clueless
He was talking bout how much he spent
Leave a nigga shoeless
I just bought some jeans to hide my weapon
You cant see the full clip
Like an exclusive movie
Follow opps home
They better hope they fucking lose me
Dye my dreads then I do what I want
Like Im Lil Uzi
Pour a 4 roll up yo bro
Pop a perk now Im feeling woozy
Send a nigga straight to god
He won't see the reverend
All these other niggas
Man I swear that I'm more clever than
Dumb nigga tried to fight me at the spot
I snuck my weapon in
Bitch i am a demon
My disguise is sum heaven sent

I was told to get it out the bag
By any means
To me no matter what I can do anything
I just gotta new bad bitch
Badder than Billie Jean
No this not Mike Jack
But on my soul I've seen sum Thriller things
See right through the fake cause I've seen realer things
I just popped a perc now I can't feel a thing
Wxlf Gxng
We a pack of wolves running through any scene
We got all the gas
But if there's smoke then we give nicotine



Credits
Writer(s): Desmond Smith
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