ROTT3N
Scope aimed in at ya throat
What was that shit you done spoke
Back to the basics to cope
One to the dome bitch I hope
That I tote with my gat like a pope
Fuck that shit I don't need any more
Twitching til you peel me off of the floor
Send your ass back to the boat
Scope aimed in at ya throat
What was that shit you done spoke
Back to the basics to cope
One to the dome bitch I hope
That I tote with my gat like a pope
Fuck that shit I don't need any more
Twitching til you peel me off of the floor
Send your ass back to the boat
One time for the one time
Never waste never time
Never is the right time
To say goodbye to the people I know
Two time bitch it's two time
Imma be serving it up in fucking due time
Sign on the blue line
Don't tell a while lie
Three four gotta find six
Think I switched it
Leave it in the back with the crucifix and other shit
Now I think imma dip
Or maybe quit everything cept the shit that you want me to
I'm off the juice
I got the Ruger
I'm feelin super
Hop out the subra then spray you with glue guns
No fun I don't want anyone
I be staring at the sun
Til that shit come
Underneath its rising
Inside I'm dying
Outside I'm trying
Fucked up to the third degree
And I don't think that I can breathe
Would anyone please rescue me
I'm down defeated on me knees
Like a villian that's plotting destruction
Theres dozens and dozens of blunders with cousins
Hear this buzzing surrounding my head like the speakers on my new tv
Walk off if you actin Three
Talk all that shit but you lean
Flexing on me whatchu mean?
Make a scene out a fuck boy
I don't use no luck boy
Meet you at the hucks boy
Don't you fuckin duck boy
If you do imma find where you stay
Scope aimed in at ya throat
What was that shit you done spoke
Back to the basics to cope
One to the dome bitch I hope
That I tote with my gat like a pope
Fuck that shit I don't need any more
Twitching til you peel me off of the floor
Send your ass back to the boat
Scope aimed in at ya throat
What was that shit you done spoke
Back to the basics to cope
One to the dome bitch I hope
That I tote with my gat like a pope
Fuck that shit I don't need any more
Twitching til you peel me off of the floor
Send your ass back to the boat
What was that shit you done spoke
Back to the basics to cope
One to the dome bitch I hope
That I tote with my gat like a pope
Fuck that shit I don't need any more
Twitching til you peel me off of the floor
Send your ass back to the boat
Scope aimed in at ya throat
What was that shit you done spoke
Back to the basics to cope
One to the dome bitch I hope
That I tote with my gat like a pope
Fuck that shit I don't need any more
Twitching til you peel me off of the floor
Send your ass back to the boat
One time for the one time
Never waste never time
Never is the right time
To say goodbye to the people I know
Two time bitch it's two time
Imma be serving it up in fucking due time
Sign on the blue line
Don't tell a while lie
Three four gotta find six
Think I switched it
Leave it in the back with the crucifix and other shit
Now I think imma dip
Or maybe quit everything cept the shit that you want me to
I'm off the juice
I got the Ruger
I'm feelin super
Hop out the subra then spray you with glue guns
No fun I don't want anyone
I be staring at the sun
Til that shit come
Underneath its rising
Inside I'm dying
Outside I'm trying
Fucked up to the third degree
And I don't think that I can breathe
Would anyone please rescue me
I'm down defeated on me knees
Like a villian that's plotting destruction
Theres dozens and dozens of blunders with cousins
Hear this buzzing surrounding my head like the speakers on my new tv
Walk off if you actin Three
Talk all that shit but you lean
Flexing on me whatchu mean?
Make a scene out a fuck boy
I don't use no luck boy
Meet you at the hucks boy
Don't you fuckin duck boy
If you do imma find where you stay
Scope aimed in at ya throat
What was that shit you done spoke
Back to the basics to cope
One to the dome bitch I hope
That I tote with my gat like a pope
Fuck that shit I don't need any more
Twitching til you peel me off of the floor
Send your ass back to the boat
Scope aimed in at ya throat
What was that shit you done spoke
Back to the basics to cope
One to the dome bitch I hope
That I tote with my gat like a pope
Fuck that shit I don't need any more
Twitching til you peel me off of the floor
Send your ass back to the boat
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