Lyrics
I’m a demon for life…
Yo bytch a fiend for the pipe…
I gave her the D for the night,
Yikes! Now she treat my semen like Sprite…
The way that she spit on it, I that little bitty bytch, “PLEASE BE POLITE!”
fukked the bytch, she was squattin on the D, and
No hug and kiss. Thottin out ya BM.
Baby mama a piranha, not a eater.
Gun a dikk, keep a condom on a Nina.
Tuckin it, got this guala-guala Mia.
Burn a p*ssy nikka, lot of gonorrhea.
Prosecutor got him talkin on a speaker.
4 Page Letters, y’all are not Aaliyah.
Implicate me on a robbery, I’m a see ya.
Bucka bucka BLAOW! Onomatopoeia.
p*ssy nikka, this is not The Coliseum.
I’m a Gladiator, you a rat and hater.
Acting ass nikka, just a fabricator.
Hold your applause, I’ma clap him later.
Spacious casket, your get acclimated.
For making statements on them affidavits.
Blue cash…I spend it, they bendin.
You mad…You nigggas aint winnin.
Talking greasy, till we brush ‘em.
You need a du-rag, you nikkas ain’t spinnin.
We spinnin your crib like a Peloton.
Seven felons with the weapon on…
You try to leave, and they punching the gas,
To catch you in traffic, like Megatron.
See my childhood, i was left as a baby
Mama struggled, pops left for the Navy.
Hit-and-run, and the rest, it get hazy.
I’m far from dumb, but I’m definitely crazy.
718 had me bred in the 80’s.
Bangin since Magic had Trev & McGrady.
Killt a nikka in the X with his lady.
I went home and showered, and slept like a baby.
nikka
I'm posting this up for @A.V. because he's locked out of his account cuz he can't access his authenticator passwords. That ain't stopping shyt tho, cuz he still got more fire on the way.
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