TRUE STORY
Mufuckin' Dracula freestyle type shit like woo
Yeah my life be so fuckin crazy
Found this bitch named Stacy
She wan' give me top
I said no no no lil bitch I got my mom
My moms in the other room
She's gonna hear us she said
"do not worry baby I am secretive" Wow
Man fuck the paparazzi bruh
Get out of my face
I don't even understand what I'm doing in this place
Bitch named Stacy I'd rather have Lacey
I don't understand how these bitches are so confusing
I asked Siri
"Hey call my girlfriend"
She responded which one cause I'm just a boss
Found this bitch named Stacy
She wan' give me top
I said no no no lil bitch I got my mom
My moms in the other room
She's gonna hear us she said
"do not worry baby I am secretive" Hahaha
Oh no my dad walks in he is mad
I don't know what he's doing
I'm really fucking scared
Oh no
There's a fuckin knife
Couldn't react quickly enough
And he slashed my fucking wife
That was my bitch Stacy he cut her up in pieces
Now I pull out my Glock and I-
Fuck the police
Now I'm running
Pistols waving in the air and their gunning
I'm running like crazy
I'm running down the fucking street
As fast as my crippled self can fuckin go
Yeah my life be so fuckin crazy
Found this bitch named Stacy
She wan' give me top
I said no no no lil bitch I got my mom
My moms in the other room
She's gonna hear us she said
"do not worry baby I am secretive" Wow
Man fuck the paparazzi bruh
Get out of my face
I don't even understand what I'm doing in this place
Bitch named Stacy I'd rather have Lacey
I don't understand how these bitches are so confusing
I asked Siri
"Hey call my girlfriend"
She responded which one cause I'm just a boss
Found this bitch named Stacy
She wan' give me top
I said no no no lil bitch I got my mom
My moms in the other room
She's gonna hear us she said
"do not worry baby I am secretive" Hahaha
Oh no my dad walks in he is mad
I don't know what he's doing
I'm really fucking scared
Oh no
There's a fuckin knife
Couldn't react quickly enough
And he slashed my fucking wife
That was my bitch Stacy he cut her up in pieces
Now I pull out my Glock and I-
Fuck the police
Now I'm running
Pistols waving in the air and their gunning
I'm running like crazy
I'm running down the fucking street
As fast as my crippled self can fuckin go
Credits
Writer(s): Avery Nicholas Johnson
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