Lyrics

Open season on you peons Load in three you know the reason Known to leave em leakin' bleeding You might think he lost a liter I'm a genius with the speech I make her leak like Aquafina I might be in Italy the way I make em lean like Pisa She a diva She a diva Rich dicktip kid Ladies love it when I hip fire Spit sick shit She gon' buss it til' that bitch tired Run around the block I bring it back just like an oldie Got my gun I tote them Glocks I brought that Mac ain't no "aroni" Hoe you phony with the love so bitch quit liking my pictures Boy you 40 with no job You can't even talk without snitching I'm a god amongst you men so when you beg for forgiveness Just know these hollows heaven-sent Thy will be done with no witness I'll give em stitches I'll give em stitches Open season on you peons Load in three you know the reason Known to leave em leakin' bleeding You might think he lost a liter I'm a genius with the speech I make her leak like Aquafina I might be in Italy the way I make em lean like Pisa Open season on you peons Load in three you know the reason Known to leave em leakin' bleeding You might think he lost a liter I'm a genius with the speech I make her leak like Aquafina I might be in Italy the way I make em lean like Pisa She a diva She a diva
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