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Bitch I am on ten, ain't no
Game, I'm not fan
You should know, Hop's back in
Stay packin' heat, you runnin' shit, not
These niggas can't off
What I do up in booth
I am too when I intrude on you, don't
Act like you never homie, I
Spent of my life tryna get
Here, do not get near, you gon'
Fear in its form
I'm destroying you, I'm warning you

Murder!
Straight out the asylum
What the fuck am I? Just think about it, define it
Say goodbye to any nigga you was vibin'
I fucking hate the
I've been on your trail like an invasive pirate, make you
Y'all can never slay
I've been taking rappers and creating
Now they on the 'Gram tryna' it private
Hoping I don't put them in a bad
They've been prayin' I don't ever 'em slippin' (Haha!)
You could build a buzz rappin' shit
But you better not around me I can differ (Bitch!)
I've been on the path of sinnin'
I just the Lord's gonna have forgiveness (Sorry)
Keep your mind out my bag of
Else me and you have a bad collision (Oh no!)
Ain't giving a
rush (Low-pro!)
When 'em up
You niggas are (For sure!)
A cynical nut, I'm finna get (Hoes know!)
They in love, my menacing touch
I 'em flyin' overseas, cryin' over me
I am openly a to 'em
See if I enroll the D I am gon' unleash a giant load of on to 'em
Look, I ain't a typical nigga you with
This shit is get rowdy, I swear to God it is a must (Yeah, yeah)
I've a militant minor degenerate ever since I was a
kid playing and kicking the mud (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a phenomenon no who I'ma bomb when I hop on a song
lose it, it's written in blood (Yeah, yeah)
Honestly I done got everything I ever
But is it (Is it enough?)
You're mad 'cause your fans as loyal
Dropping classics
on you, damn it, man
Get the body bag there is too madness at hand weightin' on you
K.O.-in' niggas with the
my dick under the mistletoe
Don't the balls, lick 'em both
This is Mode level, Travis isn't getting on because

Bitch I am on ten, this no
Game, I'm not fan
You should know, Hop's in here
Stay heat, you runnin' shit, not actually
These niggas can't off
I do up in this booth
I am too rude when I intrude on you,
Act like you knew homie, I
Spent of my life tryna get
Here, do not get near, you feel
Fear in its worst
When I'm you, I'm warning you