歌词

Unknown, In this bitch Well known, aye Really don't get it I got the business She say she love me I got the mistress Feel like I got this stress Flash like I'm in the press I am the witness Bitch you can feel this Oh Pullin all these triggers with emotion it figures I got this itchin on me and I swear I don't got any chiggers Look at the bigger picture no I don't wanna get witcha and if you died today no I would not fuckin miss ya No, I will not fuckin miss ya Ride around town with the stigma Boy I ride around with enigma Can't hear me where's the signal Please stop staring with the insults bitch I earned my own charisma Yeah my flow so abysmal When I pop off I won't miss ya When I pop off I won't miss ya When I pop off I won't miss ya When I pop off I won't miss ya I really don't get it I got the business She say she love me I got the mistress Run around runnin that mouth boy Make you eat them slugs like Malfoy Bitin all these mothafuckas while I'm undercover Artist of the year ill discover Get a little slice of butter But I guess you can't believe that Really thought you could keep secrets Smile on my face, yuh Best believe that You just want a taste, yuh While I'm bleeding Eyesight, Bye Bye Tonight, I die Inside, Why Lie Fly by Come down now When I drop in looking pretty You the class clown man you looking silly Really though really though really Know I got the sub bumpin through the whole city Really did it by myself I don't need nobody help Yeah I'm repeating myself But you just don't get the message I just ride around town uh, with the mains yeah Keep the pressure down now uh, I can't strain this Ride around town uh, with the mains yeah Keep the pressure down now uh, I can't strain this Run with the switch Bet that body hit the ditch Love when it hits Catch me gnarly with the shits Really don't get it I got the business She say she love me I got the mistress Run around runnin that mouth boy Make you eat them slugs like Malfoy Bitin all these mothafuckas while I'm undercover Artist of the year ill discover Get a little slice of butter But I guess you can't believe that Really thought you could keep secrets Oh
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