Shells

I could talk, yeah About like all my fucking problems I don't want, yeah I D-K, what happened? Ripping out his heart, yeah Shao Kahn hammer and a blunt, yeah Y'all just try so fucking hard and I don't know why Even though I'm from the lower, know my soul fly I could make yo chick like fuck my bitch, she go bye She was wet from the verse by the 4th line If you be doing what you need too I don't need you Cause you a leech Just shoot yo dope and clean yo needles Cut throat killas take yo credit, beetles I'm with the juice, the lean, the syrup, and the evil 3 of the same bitches, guess I'm pimping Or I be stuck up in some fucked up 5th dimension It doesn't matter I exist forever -ism That's why these hoes all on my phone I put my dick in I'll fuck yo bitch and take yo wallet I ain't major Around the corner simply waiting for yo prayer Doo doo do doo I ain't fuck around and fading Why my main thoughts always test my patience? Boy these shells for everybody, ain't no racist Just know it's Scales boy I have always been the greatest Rakka rakka I ain't fucking round and fading Why my main thots always test my patience? Boy these shells for everybody, ain't no racist Just know it's Scales boy I have always been the greatest