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Bitch I am on ten, this no
Game, I'm not fan
You should know, back in here
packin' heat, you runnin' shit, not actually
These niggas pull off
What I do up in this
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 gon'
in its worst form
When I'm destroying you, I'm you

Murder!
Straight out the asylum
What the fuck am I? Just think about it, define it
Say goodbye to any you was vibin' with
I hate the climate
I've on your trail like an invasive pirate, make you rise
Y'all can slay Goliath
been taking rappers and creating diets
Now they on the 'Gram make it private
Hoping I don't put them in a bad
They've been prayin' I don't ever catch 'em (Haha!)
You could build a buzz rappin' sick
But you better not around me I can differ (Bitch!)
I've been lost on the of sinnin'
I just hope the Lord's gonna forgiveness (Sorry)
your mind out my bag of business
Else me and you gon' a bad collision (Oh no!)
giving a fuck
Adrenaline (Low-pro!)
hitting 'em up
You are lunch (For sure!)
A cynical nut, I'm get buck (Hoes know!)
They in love, my menacing touch
I have 'em flyin' overseas, 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 a typical nigga you dealin' with
This shit is finna get rowdy, I swear to God it is a (Yeah, yeah)
I've been a militant minor degenerate since I was a
kid playing and kicking the mud (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a phenomenon no telling who bomb when I hop on a song
I'ma lose it, written in blood (Yeah, yeah)
Honestly I done got I ever wanted
But is it (Is it enough?)
You're mad 'cause your ain't as loyal
Dropping classics
Wrecking on you, it, man
Get the body bag there is too much madness at weightin' on you
K.O.-in' niggas the blow
my dick under the mistletoe
Don't the balls, lick 'em both
This is Sicko Mode level, Travis getting on because

Bitch I am on ten, ain't no
Game, I'm not fan
You should know, back in here
Stay packin' heat, you shit, not actually
These can't pull off
What I do up in booth
I am too rude I intrude on you, don't
Act like you never homie, I
Spent most of my tryna get
Here, do not get near, you feel
Fear in its form
When I'm you, I'm warning you