Letra

I'ma shoot If he flinch Just an inch That's a mistake Ribcage Split open his chest just like I'm Liu Kang Spittin' fire Draggin' all of my dead ops like I'm still on an island When shit's gettin' violent, I know that you silent 'Cause there's only one real survivor Sick fuck I'm a sick fuck Like my wrist cut Bitch tucked Keep that bitch tucked I'm a sick fuck Sick fuck I'm a sick fuck Like my wrist cut Bitch tucked Keep that bitch tucked I'm a sick fuck All my enemies are really just toddlers Tuck 'em in to sleep with no posture Do not try to look at me, I'm no model Lookin' at my role no fold, I'm not proper What the fuck you want from me? I'm honestly so fuckin' sick You condescending pricks Get off my dick I'll sucker punch your fuckin' face and leave your body fuckin' stiff Put a quarter sized hole in his chest Call it payback, that's my revenge Fuckers wanna play like this is chess I been deep blue, while you're gettin' pressed Fuckers been livin' in prison, I'm gettin' the bread Lookin' at heaven', I'm dead, and I'm never gettin' in Fuckers been telling me that I'm better off dead Noted, I know that you never gettin' any head Bitch I ain' rich so what (what) Everybody acts so tuff (tuff) I'ma leave 'em all fucked up I'ma leave 'em all fucked up Bitch I ain' rich so what (what) Everybody acts so tuff (tuff) I'ma leave 'em all fucked up I'ma leave 'em all fucked up Sick fuck I'm a sick fuck Like my wrist cut Bitch tucked Keep that bitch tucked I'm a sick fuck Sick fuck I'm a sick fuck Like my wrist cut Bitch tucked Keep that bitch tucked I'm a sick fuck
Writer(s): Dylan Matthew Fessenden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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