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so my friend wanna talk shit about me
when im out here chilling wit friends mingling,
she wanna stir up the kettle and the pot but its not
1800 out here no in england no more,
whatcha take me for
a fucking invalid,
go cry me a river as just said by
justin timberlake.
i got all the beef, i got the cuts
go and grab a dinner plate
come at me its gonna be a 150 disintegrate,
your gonna need a human cannibal, beast, or a aminal,
hannibal lecter, with a doll from annabelle to handle my shit that
im bout to hand to you
you slick shit...
with a profile pic with a batch on it
like slick rick..
FaceBook john you can get a gun,
to the front temple for trynna fuck,
my girl when im at work,
lets go meet up at the park,
imma attack him and then leave them a mark,
on the grass,
like a pissing dog,
cos im pissed off....
its kinda funny that you did it all for the pussy
then i interrupted and then you never got nothing.
bitch you had it coming
think im soft,
if you keep up with the pillow talk,
imma whip the feathers out like you got the pussy cushion
punk bitch cant close a bar tab
$120 bucks spent up on a key fab
yall deleted all the evidence
just like a beat up by the cops on a mother fuckin dash
people hittin indica
id rather drink the malt vinegar, hard liquor,
the hard sick spitter,
that can spit a half couple of bars,
and still be harder, then most of these god like figures.
bitchs catching feelings like they got some confidence
im about the pump and im all ready for all fitness, bitch
u just put half the work up in it,
i put in a 100% opinion,
this a diss rap and im a cold cunt,
you thought u would drive all the way to my girls
guess what?
drive all you want,
cos here i am i was a speed bump,
now im making you do a complete stop! bitchhh