COPY! 2

God dam, bitch you know I never lose
Finna make another hit, you gone end in the news
Motherfucker wanna shoot, run it back times 2
We gone make it to the top, bitch you looking like a fool

Like damn, I've been feeling like a god
If you wanna pull up better bring your fucking dogs
Ima take you all at once, bitch I'm feeling juiced up
You I'm a top G, ima put you through the rut

Like bitch I don't wanna deal with your shit
If you say another word, ima send off a cliff
When I pull to the crib, all I do is shoot rizz
Why your heart so cold but you're ass so thick?

Motherfucker like fuck yo feelings, ego to ceiling
I ain't fucking playing game bitch the moneys what I'm feening
If you pull up with a gyat, ima fill that shit with semen
If you pull up with a pack, mother fucker we gone steal em

Im a road runner when I see the bag
Pull up to your crib, bitch you better pay your tax
Ima blow your fucking brains out like a motherfucking sax
Only way you finna win is if I end up with some lag like

When I pull with the shooters you gone end up in the grave
I don't give a fuck about your streams, they all are fucking fake
If you wanna be friend then get the fuck up out my way
Why you talking that shit, when you ain't got nothing to say

Yuh I know that you copy and you motherfucking paste
I don't wanna see your bullshit anymore get out my face
Pull up in an E45 no cap
When I look you I can't hold back

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I don't give a fuck about you bitch I'm gunna be a god
Bitch I'm gunna be the best, bitch I'm gunna be on top
Im a demon in disguise bitch I'm never gonna stop (yuh)

Whipping in the kitchen making motherfucking bangers
Yeah bitch I am a gem, left, right, and fucking center
If you wanna be my bitch, bring a friend so I can bang her
Ashley, look at me, bitch I'm better

Motherfucker I just started
I ain't going no where bitch I'll make it to the carpet
I don't wanna see you whine, get the fuck up, fucking want it
Took a long time, now I got my fucking shit
Better get your ass up, don't throw a fucking fit

Bitch you know I fucking thugged that shit out
Cooking fucking dope in the motherfucking playhouse
Pop a fucking perc, now I'm micky fucking mouse
If you don't fuck with my shit, ima leave you out the house like damn

Like damn, I've been feeling like a god
If you wanna pull up better bring your fucking dogs
Ima take you all at once, bitch I'm feeling juiced up
You I'm a top G, ima put you through the rut

Like bitch I don't wanna deal with your shit
If you say another word, ima send off a cliff
When I pull to the crib, all I do is shoot rizz
Why your heart so cold but you're ass so thick? motherfucker like-



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