Assassinate My Character

Assassinate my character
I put a hit out on my self
I just gotta milk until
I feel like it ain't nothing left
Top shotter
Top shooter
Top shit hoe

A Hundred something shots
I'm never flinching
Call me Hercules
Caught a nigga lacking
So we shot him
By The Chuck E Cheese
Pint it's full of wokky
Double cupping
So don't fuck with me
Extra cutter cut
I'm in the cut
I cut a brick with ease
That's your baby mama
Sorry about them scratches on Her Knees
Clutching on that power
Hoe you sour
Told that bitch to leave
To leave
Aim that glock at whoever
My nigga you soft as a feather
I got that heat making weather
You better bundle your sweater
And grab a clip and an extra
We clipping clipping your Feathers
And watch them fall
Bitch I'm reckless
I take apart all your efforts
And put them bitches together
We clutching clutching barrettas
We got chop sticks
For y'all fellows
You know we really some felons
And it ain't shit
You can tell us
Ounce of the kush
To the face
I'm a motherfucking menace
And I'm coming
For the cake
All about the Business
You can't relate
Shocked in awe
Better fix your face
Billy want Benji
Now drop that bass hoe
Extra hoes they trippin man
I Told a bitch
Get off my dick
Extra pressure
With that glizzy
I'm gone up it at your lips
Extra extra extra
Because you extra
Don't mean shit
We could have been balling
But you'd rather be a bitch
Extra hoes they tripping man
I Told a bitch
Get off my dick
Extra pressure
With that glizzy
I'm gone up it at your lips
Extra extra extra
Cause you extra
Don't mean shit
We could have been balling
But you'd rather be a bitch
E x t r a
Got bitch all in your dna
Gone switch at any time a day
Got switches
Gone come out and play hoe
Play play
I'm a dope boy
I just hit up?
Ask him what they going for
We just found the plug
And dumped his body
In the Reservoir
Extra extra extra
Bitch we pressing
Like its civil war
E x t r a
Got bitch all in your dna
Gon switch at any time a day
Got switches
Gone come out and play hoe
Play play
I'm a dope boy
I just hit up?
Ask him what they going for
We just found the plug
And dumped his body
In the Reservoir
Extra extra extra
Bitch we pressing
Like its civil war

Assassinate my character
I put a hit out on my self
I just gotta milk until
I feel like it ain't nothing left
Top shotter
Top shooter
Top shit hoe
Assassinate my character
I put a hit out on my self
I just gotta milk until
I feel like it ain't nothing left
Top shotter
Top shooter
Top shit hoe

Extra hoes they tripping man
I Told a bitch
Get off my dick
Extra pressure
With that glizzy
I'm gone up it at yo lips
Extra extra extra
Cause you extra
Don't mean shit
We could have been balling
But you'd rather be a bitch
But you'd rather be a bitch
We could a been balling
But you'd rather be a bitch
Fuck wrong with you?



Credits
Writer(s): Billy Beckman
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