Bonafide
I on fuck with none of yall
Cause u people too cray
Your routine never changes
The Same pattern of betray
Keepin up with em dramas
But I'm too grown up for child's play
Now my Yama's finna be out
Cause my Buddha's on vacay
You mufuckers fake I'm bonafide
You mufuckers fake I'm bonafide
So BUFU to your whole crew
Fuck you and you and you too
Hop out and come thru
Beef was pendin pay the due
Ah toh hawa nai khokdey bolney lai mailey ta thokdey manche toh goktey
I on do no diss tara ni gardey
Besi toh bolis so mo ni boldey
Got some knives and hasiya toh jatha haru sikk bolney tarika
You needed the beef so I'm keepin it gangsta
Hurricane of blades hunla hai hatya
Ain't u done u lame game that you play
So hey I finna murder y'all cause i be feelin like it's your doomsday
So say what's your death wish cause these may lay lethal injected injection straight to your veins to your heart convey
So cliche that i outplay y'all by the way
Just wait for a second imma grab a tool, a wrench from my toolkit
Please quit! U ain't here to do shit!
I ain't got no time for no drama cause I'm fed up of this shit imma kill u w a red dot
But these phoneys will be killed
With a heavy
Metal not talking bout no slipknot
Keep shitting w your mouth while i live in the first class
Dumb ass you just want my heed but I'll pass
You phonys seem so high and mighty
They be some celebs but of low class
I'll pass,
You motherfuckers can't be anything in life but a bitch and a snitch whose mouths should be stitched
And I ain't no Jeffery Dahmer or a killer but if imma do this shit imma do it in devour
Imma do it in devour, Bitch
You mufuckers fake I'm bonafide
You mufuckers fake I'm bonafide
So BUFU to your whole crew
Fuck you and you and you too
Hop out and come thru
Beef was pendin pay the due
Easy Zip Zap Energy Yeilding to outdo u people
On My Elite Grindin Assasinate you people
All Local Lads Are Yellin but you people are too feeble
You people wannabe gangstas that I don't remember
Hold up cause I level up no elevator cause I'm levitatin
You ain't fascinatin devastatin mic clippin on mean you're dominatin
And I finna be droppin this shii smooth like I be sweep pickin
You phony muthafukers too weak either ball hard or start quittin
And These phony muthafukers dying outta jealousy
Shoutouts to those who made my life lemony
But big ups to myself who gave myself legatee
Done being humble done w my lenity
I be spittin acid this ain't no chemistry
HCI this be the recipe
Risin up the heat and tensity
3 sword slice oni giri
And I'll run it up like I'm runnin legato
Live and let live but that ain't my motto
Cocktail of flows pinnacolado
Power moves only like imma toretto
You people flow pentatonic man
Ghanti flow tyo pani basic man
Choppa sounds so mumble man
With em rhymes that too simple man
And People rappin' legit on free for profit than u do
People be droppin' legendary verses in most cases than u do
People be hoppin on choppa and they always out do you
And people who be hatin on me I do me and you do you
Bitch
Cause u people too cray
Your routine never changes
The Same pattern of betray
Keepin up with em dramas
But I'm too grown up for child's play
Now my Yama's finna be out
Cause my Buddha's on vacay
You mufuckers fake I'm bonafide
You mufuckers fake I'm bonafide
So BUFU to your whole crew
Fuck you and you and you too
Hop out and come thru
Beef was pendin pay the due
Ah toh hawa nai khokdey bolney lai mailey ta thokdey manche toh goktey
I on do no diss tara ni gardey
Besi toh bolis so mo ni boldey
Got some knives and hasiya toh jatha haru sikk bolney tarika
You needed the beef so I'm keepin it gangsta
Hurricane of blades hunla hai hatya
Ain't u done u lame game that you play
So hey I finna murder y'all cause i be feelin like it's your doomsday
So say what's your death wish cause these may lay lethal injected injection straight to your veins to your heart convey
So cliche that i outplay y'all by the way
Just wait for a second imma grab a tool, a wrench from my toolkit
Please quit! U ain't here to do shit!
I ain't got no time for no drama cause I'm fed up of this shit imma kill u w a red dot
But these phoneys will be killed
With a heavy
Metal not talking bout no slipknot
Keep shitting w your mouth while i live in the first class
Dumb ass you just want my heed but I'll pass
You phonys seem so high and mighty
They be some celebs but of low class
I'll pass,
You motherfuckers can't be anything in life but a bitch and a snitch whose mouths should be stitched
And I ain't no Jeffery Dahmer or a killer but if imma do this shit imma do it in devour
Imma do it in devour, Bitch
You mufuckers fake I'm bonafide
You mufuckers fake I'm bonafide
So BUFU to your whole crew
Fuck you and you and you too
Hop out and come thru
Beef was pendin pay the due
Easy Zip Zap Energy Yeilding to outdo u people
On My Elite Grindin Assasinate you people
All Local Lads Are Yellin but you people are too feeble
You people wannabe gangstas that I don't remember
Hold up cause I level up no elevator cause I'm levitatin
You ain't fascinatin devastatin mic clippin on mean you're dominatin
And I finna be droppin this shii smooth like I be sweep pickin
You phony muthafukers too weak either ball hard or start quittin
And These phony muthafukers dying outta jealousy
Shoutouts to those who made my life lemony
But big ups to myself who gave myself legatee
Done being humble done w my lenity
I be spittin acid this ain't no chemistry
HCI this be the recipe
Risin up the heat and tensity
3 sword slice oni giri
And I'll run it up like I'm runnin legato
Live and let live but that ain't my motto
Cocktail of flows pinnacolado
Power moves only like imma toretto
You people flow pentatonic man
Ghanti flow tyo pani basic man
Choppa sounds so mumble man
With em rhymes that too simple man
And People rappin' legit on free for profit than u do
People be droppin' legendary verses in most cases than u do
People be hoppin on choppa and they always out do you
And people who be hatin on me I do me and you do you
Bitch
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