Mass-Devastation
Ay
STUNNA baby
With my boy Sam in the booth let's go
Ay
Ay
Ay
Already know that I'm too far gone
Did this shit now it's mass-devastation
Once he's gone there's no respawn
Can't just let bygones be bygones
Mass-devastate when they hate then I levitate
Don't play with me don't continue to agitate
Don't miss a shot I'm not forced to recalculate
Five, six, seven, eight pick em up lay em straight
Welcome to the show
Bitches be fuckin slow
That devastation on my mind
But that's okay I'm in my prime
You think you have it all
But come out slow or we will brawl
Left jab, right hook just be brave
I'll send you back to the fucking grave
Mass-devastation in my bankroll
Ice cold call me the fuckin North Pole
Takin care of the population problem
Call it inventory control
Bitch we know how to fucking fight
Pull up and we'll go all night
Know you're scared and you know we don't care
So now we know that you're gonna take flight
I don't wanna fuck wit you
Pop up knock you out peek-a-boo
You won't even have a clue
Droppin this album now I gotta breakthrough
Draw the fuckin gun
Stand off bitches black hole sun
You can't keep up with us
Freaky thoughts like "Damn girl, bust"
You thought that I was done
This shit is not for fun
Stacks of money, horror scenes
Massive devastating dreams
Yeah bitch love it when your mad at me
Go share this shit tell me how you hate me
Any publicity is good publicity
Thanks for sharing my shit for free
You mocking me you better fucking pay the fee
Killing every track I'm on a motherfuckin killing spree
Learn your alphabet you need to j-k-l-m-n-o-p
You broke ass bitch I seen you shoppin at the Dollar Tree
Ay
Broke ass
Bitch
Ha ha ha ha
Bitch
Mass-devastation in my bankroll
Ice cold call me the fuckin North Pole
Takin care of the population problem
Call it inventory control
Bitch we know how to fucking fight
Pull up and we'll go all night
Now you're scared and you know we don't care
So now we know that you're gonna take flight
Ha ha ha ha
Fuckin bodied that shit
Yeah I told you not to fuckin play with us
We bodied that shit so fucking hard bro
Bar after bar
Ay
STUNNA baby
With my boy Sam in the booth let's go
Ay
Ay
Ay
Already know that I'm too far gone
Did this shit now it's mass-devastation
Once he's gone there's no respawn
Can't just let bygones be bygones
Mass-devastate when they hate then I levitate
Don't play with me don't continue to agitate
Don't miss a shot I'm not forced to recalculate
Five, six, seven, eight pick em up lay em straight
Welcome to the show
Bitches be fuckin slow
That devastation on my mind
But that's okay I'm in my prime
You think you have it all
But come out slow or we will brawl
Left jab, right hook just be brave
I'll send you back to the fucking grave
Mass-devastation in my bankroll
Ice cold call me the fuckin North Pole
Takin care of the population problem
Call it inventory control
Bitch we know how to fucking fight
Pull up and we'll go all night
Know you're scared and you know we don't care
So now we know that you're gonna take flight
I don't wanna fuck wit you
Pop up knock you out peek-a-boo
You won't even have a clue
Droppin this album now I gotta breakthrough
Draw the fuckin gun
Stand off bitches black hole sun
You can't keep up with us
Freaky thoughts like "Damn girl, bust"
You thought that I was done
This shit is not for fun
Stacks of money, horror scenes
Massive devastating dreams
Yeah bitch love it when your mad at me
Go share this shit tell me how you hate me
Any publicity is good publicity
Thanks for sharing my shit for free
You mocking me you better fucking pay the fee
Killing every track I'm on a motherfuckin killing spree
Learn your alphabet you need to j-k-l-m-n-o-p
You broke ass bitch I seen you shoppin at the Dollar Tree
Ay
Broke ass
Bitch
Ha ha ha ha
Bitch
Mass-devastation in my bankroll
Ice cold call me the fuckin North Pole
Takin care of the population problem
Call it inventory control
Bitch we know how to fucking fight
Pull up and we'll go all night
Now you're scared and you know we don't care
So now we know that you're gonna take flight
Ha ha ha ha
Fuckin bodied that shit
Yeah I told you not to fuckin play with us
We bodied that shit so fucking hard bro
Bar after bar
Ay
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Langebartels, Kubsy Beats, Samuel Johnson
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