[Verse]
I ain’t into fussin'
All these pussies runnin'
My mans really bustin'
.40 to your head, leave 'em dead, leave 'em gutted
These dumbass motherfuckers, talkin' shit they don’t do
Glock to your set
Glock to your face
Who the fuck named their son Steven?
I don't know that motherfucker, leave that nigga bleedin'
No period, fuck school, fuck you mean bitch
Ain’t nobody bittin' shit off you, your shit weak bitch
How many times I gotta tell you not interfere?
Got clout off a kid and you be suckin' him
Got your panties in a bunch, you must’ve pissed yourself
Soon gon' come the day, you become ir-re-le-vant
Stealing shit off small artists, you ain’t talented
Sending you off to the mortician, yeah you useless
All this internet shit gon' get your top spinned
Yeah keep whisperin', that’s all you fucking rats do
Bittin' off my cheese, to keep you relevant
Rest assured my mercs gon' get you off the field
I ain’t into fussin'
All these pussies runnin'
My mans really bustin'
.40 to your head, leave 'em dead, leave 'em gutted
These dumbass motherfuckers, talkin' shit they don’t do
Glock to your set
Glock to your face
Who the fuck named their son Steven?
I don't know that motherfucker, leave that nigga bleedin'
No period, fuck school, fuck you mean bitch
Ain’t nobody bittin' shit off you, your shit weak bitch
How many times I gotta tell you not interfere?
Got clout off a kid and you be suckin' him
Got your panties in a bunch, you must’ve pissed yourself
Soon gon' come the day, you become ir-re-le-vant
Stealing shit off small artists, you ain’t talented
Sending you off to the mortician, yeah you useless
All this internet shit gon' get your top spinned
Yeah keep whisperin', that’s all you fucking rats do
Bittin' off my cheese, to keep you relevant
Rest assured my mercs gon' get you off the field
( DATURAHILL )
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