I'm going to kill myself, I'm just waiting for the right time
(Go away, 6houl)
I'm so cool
Glock to his forehead make that fucker bleed
Put a knife to his throat and it's making him scream
Never needed help from a ho, that shit ain't what I need
And I walk into the cut, I feel like me, got a Glock with a beam
Glock to his forehead make that fucker bleed
Put a knife to his throat and it's making him scream
Never needed help from a ho, that shit ain't what I need
And I walk into the cut, I feel like me, got a Glock with a beam
Bitch I ain't wanna go on
I'm with Zootzie, I'm with Grandee, I don't give a fuck
And he talkin' out his neck, we get him fucking gone
And you worried 'bout a bitch that you can't even touch
Keep that semi and it's tuck, no, I don't give a fuck
Put a scope right to his head, that shit go aah
Makе more money than evеry single one, aah
Glock to his forehead make that fucker bleed
Put a knife to his throat and it's making him scream
Never needed help from a ho, that shit ain't what I need
And I walk into the cut, I feel like me, got a Glock with a beam
Glock to his forehead make that fucker bleed
Put a knife to his throat and it's making him scream
Never needed help from a ho, that shit ain't what I need
And I walk into the cut, I feel like me, got a Glock with a beam
I'm so cool
Glock to his forehead make that fucker bleed
Put a knife to his throat and it's making him scream
Never needed help from a ho, that shit ain't what I need
And I walk into the cut, I feel like me, got a Glock with a beam
Glock to his forehead make that fucker bleed
Put a knife to his throat and it's making him scream
Never needed help from a ho, that shit ain't what I need
And I walk into the cut, I feel like me, got a Glock with a beam
Bitch I ain't wanna go on
I'm with Zootzie, I'm with Grandee, I don't give a fuck
And he talkin' out his neck, we get him fucking gone
And you worried 'bout a bitch that you can't even touch
Keep that semi and it's tuck, no, I don't give a fuck
Put a scope right to his head, that shit go aah
Makе more money than evеry single one, aah
Glock to his forehead make that fucker bleed
Put a knife to his throat and it's making him scream
Never needed help from a ho, that shit ain't what I need
And I walk into the cut, I feel like me, got a Glock with a beam
Glock to his forehead make that fucker bleed
Put a knife to his throat and it's making him scream
Never needed help from a ho, that shit ain't what I need
And I walk into the cut, I feel like me, got a Glock with a beam
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