Halls Harbour

She got water in her eyes
No wonder she tellin lies
No wonder it's a wonder I wonder when she'll die
100 just a number and not the times she cried
Not the times I sighed
Or the times Iv died inside
I got a joJo stand on my back
Quick to put him down on his ass
They think I'm cheating and deceiving
The way my fucking stats are stacked
Got duel jackals in my sachetal
Next to the 20 blades, grapple and scapel
Pussy boy talking shit he too fragile
That's just one reason I can't stand ya

Y'all Niggas must be insane
Trynna put your hands up to stop my blade
Y'all must not use your brain
That shit couldn't even stop the rain
Let me guess I got these faggots mad
Trynna cancel something that I don't have
Deep down I hope you sad
Deep down just know I'm glad
No
You don't know
What it's like
To have a knife ricochet of the spine
Ill tell you what it is like
Cutting meat that just too right
Season the hoe and I'll season her light
Put in the crack pot wait over night
Serve her for desert to people I spite
Cracking a smile cuz they thinking I'm nice



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Writer(s): Isaiah Gibson
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