fukk rapping bru
(Infinite suffering)
Off too many drugs
Got me slurring in this bitch
Asked- asked how I am? Nigga look at my wrists
Asked how I am? Nigga look at my wrists
Can't fuck with you 'cause you is a witness (Faggot)
If you fuck with me, I'ma need yo' blood spilt
Can't lie to me, third eye see the real
Say you love me, baby, gotta make a deal
Say you love me, baby, gotta make a deal (#GREED)
Pop a blue pill if I need to fuckin' chill
I don't like to rap, baby, I just wanna flirt
Lift up her skirt, now she saying I'm a jerk (Aw)
Hatin' on a young nigga, take yo' ass to work
Cast a couple spells, now yo' life gettin' worse
Life gettin' worse, yeah, yo' life gettin' worse
Ask how you feel, say you feelin' so hurt
Everywhere you go, just know that I lurk
Fuck this nigga, I'ma put him on a shirt
Blue molly, pink molly, I don't feel right
And I'm finna calm down, that shit got me tight
I don't wanna calm down, nah, not tonight (#GREED)
With my #GREED niggas, they gon' leave you in a fright (#GREED)
Niggas talk down but they fuckin' wanna bite
Chewing gum, Trident, yo' bitch wanna bite
She eat that good dick so she can sleep at night
Can't sleep at night
I don't like to rap, baby, I just wanna flirt
Lift up her skirt now she saying I'm a jerk
Hatin' on a young nigga, take yo' ass to work
Cast a couple spells now your life gettin' worse
Off too many drugs
Got me slurring in this bitch
Asked- asked how I am? Nigga look at my wrists
Asked how I am? Nigga look at my wrists
Can't fuck with you 'cause you is a witness (Faggot)
If you fuck with me, I'ma need yo' blood spilt
Can't lie to me, third eye see the real
Say you love me, baby, gotta make a deal
Say you love me, baby, gotta make a deal (#GREED)
Pop a blue pill if I need to fuckin' chill
I don't like to rap, baby, I just wanna flirt
Lift up her skirt, now she saying I'm a jerk (Aw)
Hatin' on a young nigga, take yo' ass to work
Cast a couple spells, now yo' life gettin' worse
Life gettin' worse, yeah, yo' life gettin' worse
Ask how you feel, say you feelin' so hurt
Everywhere you go, just know that I lurk
Fuck this nigga, I'ma put him on a shirt
Blue molly, pink molly, I don't feel right
And I'm finna calm down, that shit got me tight
I don't wanna calm down, nah, not tonight (#GREED)
With my #GREED niggas, they gon' leave you in a fright (#GREED)
Niggas talk down but they fuckin' wanna bite
Chewing gum, Trident, yo' bitch wanna bite
She eat that good dick so she can sleep at night
Can't sleep at night
I don't like to rap, baby, I just wanna flirt
Lift up her skirt now she saying I'm a jerk
Hatin' on a young nigga, take yo' ass to work
Cast a couple spells now your life gettin' worse
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Writer(s): Jeremiah Simms
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