FvJ
Blame me, I fuck her so good, fuck her so good
What? Hey, yeah
Yeah, what?
Hey, fuck her so good, she'll see me in her dreams
All up in her guts, I kill that pussy 'til she scream
I have seen enough to know that life ain't what it seems
Wayne said it's a gap, so get some money in between
Fuck you mean? I'm with my team
I'm with my people seekin' green through evil deeds
I know she fuck with Tweedledum and Tweddledee
That's how I know she feelin' dumb 'cause I don't compete, she think it's sweet
I'm a hard-headed, bar settin', full-blown problem
Offset the cost with more weight, I don't barter
If you add more stress to my plate, I won't bother
Some women complicate things so it's best not to involve 'em
He bit the hand that feed him so it seem we gotta starve him
Jason with machete, call me Freddy I'ma carve him
Shorty eatin' meat, I call her my lil' Jeffrey Dahmer
So freaky 'tween the sheets, I think it's messin' with my karma
(One, 2dr comin' for you)
(Let's go)
Okay, drown in that pussy like it's Camp Crystal Lake
I'll give you some extras if you can't, it's okay
Smokin' on this cookie takes me back to the Bay
They like, "How the fuck you sell out? It was just yesterday"
Boy, you ran outta luck like it's Friday the 13th
They know that I'm up, I can tell they wanna hurt me
I be in the cut, you would think I'm doing surgery
I don't show no love, I know they wish I'd show 'em mercy
Back in high school servin' bag out on Elm Street
She heard me spit fire she looked at me like she melting
Said that you was there for me, but really wasn't helping
I don't buy the nightmares you are selling
When they see me comin', got 'em sweatin' and they eyes wide
Really plugged in, I'm connected like some Wi-Fi
This shit seem like make believe, you would think it's sci-fi
Guess I got her fooled 'cause she been sayin' I'm the nice guy
One, two, three four
Police knockin' at the door
Five, six, seven, eight
All my homies movin' weight
Nine, ten, 11, fuck 12 'til my dyin' day
I know hate is what they all reciprocate
What? Hey, yeah
Yeah, what?
Hey, fuck her so good, she'll see me in her dreams
All up in her guts, I kill that pussy 'til she scream
I have seen enough to know that life ain't what it seems
Wayne said it's a gap, so get some money in between
Fuck you mean? I'm with my team
I'm with my people seekin' green through evil deeds
I know she fuck with Tweedledum and Tweddledee
That's how I know she feelin' dumb 'cause I don't compete, she think it's sweet
I'm a hard-headed, bar settin', full-blown problem
Offset the cost with more weight, I don't barter
If you add more stress to my plate, I won't bother
Some women complicate things so it's best not to involve 'em
He bit the hand that feed him so it seem we gotta starve him
Jason with machete, call me Freddy I'ma carve him
Shorty eatin' meat, I call her my lil' Jeffrey Dahmer
So freaky 'tween the sheets, I think it's messin' with my karma
(One, 2dr comin' for you)
(Let's go)
Okay, drown in that pussy like it's Camp Crystal Lake
I'll give you some extras if you can't, it's okay
Smokin' on this cookie takes me back to the Bay
They like, "How the fuck you sell out? It was just yesterday"
Boy, you ran outta luck like it's Friday the 13th
They know that I'm up, I can tell they wanna hurt me
I be in the cut, you would think I'm doing surgery
I don't show no love, I know they wish I'd show 'em mercy
Back in high school servin' bag out on Elm Street
She heard me spit fire she looked at me like she melting
Said that you was there for me, but really wasn't helping
I don't buy the nightmares you are selling
When they see me comin', got 'em sweatin' and they eyes wide
Really plugged in, I'm connected like some Wi-Fi
This shit seem like make believe, you would think it's sci-fi
Guess I got her fooled 'cause she been sayin' I'm the nice guy
One, two, three four
Police knockin' at the door
Five, six, seven, eight
All my homies movin' weight
Nine, ten, 11, fuck 12 'til my dyin' day
I know hate is what they all reciprocate
Credits
Writer(s): Henry Maysack, Cooper Willkomm
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