I love you, Keppa

Ay

Yo

Wok up in my cup and I piss it out for my P.O

Walk up in the cut, Im stank as fuck ain't got no B.O

Know what the fuck we on we colder then some fucking freon

Coffin been locked up, you know I'm tryna get my freak on

I don't wanna smoke no cones, coffin want between your jawbones

Some things better left unsaid, and other things better unknown

Coffins just glad to be home, breakin' some hearts in my chrome

Maison Margiela no phone hoes get so jealous alone

I got the power no ohms

These bitches tweakin', lookin' for reasons

To keep heart beating, but im still bleeding

And they fiendin', cause I ain't givin' no attention

And I had no intention, coffin could feel all the tension

Ay

Catch a bag its a and smash a grab, know I get a fast

I do a dab, then I serve some gas, people want it bad

Like Plankton, up in the crusty crab, you ain't gettin' that

People give a little, then they expect a whole lot

You ain't, you ain't gettin' shit else, even with my pockets filled with knots

I don't know a whole lot of people

Livin' life up on the edge, like Evil Knievel

Feelin' like a fucking eagle, I spread out my wings

I don't wanna fucking sequel or see what tomorrow brings

Everything I do is illegal, so I'm cuttin' these strings

I don't like these fucking weasels that like to hang around me