SCARiFiCATiON
Run around, leave more than a scar up on his face
All these niggas wanna eat
But they ain't eatin' off my plate
I took yo bitch, I always knew she'd fuck around
She want a taste
And you look dumb like what the fuck?
You finna buck up?
You fuckin suck
Until I bust
Bitch, shut the fuck up
You steady talkin' out yo neck
So pull the fuck up
You finna buck up?
Bitch, you fuckin suck bruh
I got one, two, three, four reasons I could diss you
Wipe you off the map and zero niggas finna miss you
An issue you misused
Yo momma need a tissue
Now I need a new one cuz the blicky grip has sent you
Go to college, get my PhD
I majored disrespect
Think I tend to like you more when you just choose to talk less
Talking down on me? The MØRGUE?
That's gon be yo last regret
When I see you and you see me
You should know you fucking dead!
Bitch!
Run around, leave more than a scar up on his face
All these niggas wanna eat
But they ain't eatin' off my plate
I took yo bitch, I always knew she'd fuck around
She want a taste
And you look dumb like what the fuck?
You finna buck up?
You fuckin suck
Until I bust
Bitch, shut the fuck up
You steady talkin' out yo neck
So pull the fuck up
You finna buck up?
Bitch, you fuckin suck bruh
Run around, leave more than a scar up on his face
All these niggas wanna eat
But they ain't eatin' off my plate
I took yo bitch, I always knew she'd fuck around
She want a taste
All these niggas wanna eat
But they ain't eatin' off my plate
I took yo bitch, I always knew she'd fuck around
She want a taste
And you look dumb like what the fuck?
You finna buck up?
You fuckin suck
Until I bust
Bitch, shut the fuck up
You steady talkin' out yo neck
So pull the fuck up
You finna buck up?
Bitch, you fuckin suck bruh
I got one, two, three, four reasons I could diss you
Wipe you off the map and zero niggas finna miss you
An issue you misused
Yo momma need a tissue
Now I need a new one cuz the blicky grip has sent you
Go to college, get my PhD
I majored disrespect
Think I tend to like you more when you just choose to talk less
Talking down on me? The MØRGUE?
That's gon be yo last regret
When I see you and you see me
You should know you fucking dead!
Bitch!
Run around, leave more than a scar up on his face
All these niggas wanna eat
But they ain't eatin' off my plate
I took yo bitch, I always knew she'd fuck around
She want a taste
And you look dumb like what the fuck?
You finna buck up?
You fuckin suck
Until I bust
Bitch, shut the fuck up
You steady talkin' out yo neck
So pull the fuck up
You finna buck up?
Bitch, you fuckin suck bruh
Run around, leave more than a scar up on his face
All these niggas wanna eat
But they ain't eatin' off my plate
I took yo bitch, I always knew she'd fuck around
She want a taste
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