Fuck you lil bitch all you do is fucking stunt
Got the forty like I’m Morty I'ma smoke you from the front
Bitches scared of me feel my chakra like Kurama
You keep playin’ I'ma cap a clown yeah that's on my momma
Keep your head down and smell the scent of lead
Run your mouth again we can’t hear what you just said
Keep lying to your fans like you’re behind bars
Most be nice to burn bitch come and get your scars
Your bitch starts to panic when I don’t answer the phone
I’m a nasty mother fucker ‘cause I fuck her with the gun
Bitches on the corner now they think they own the block
I think it’s not fair cause I own a mothadafuking nation
So fuck them they tried to test my gangsta and it broke them
Got them got a pair of fake black airs and sold them
Spot them they tried to outsmart me and I shot them
I’ve been I’ve been tryina cool it with the pills
Since I’ve been shaking getting on my chills
He owed me money so he met the one who bills
It wasn’t me it’s the nine tails who kills
Fuck them they tried to test my gangsta and it broke them
Got them got a pair of fake black airs and sold them
Spot them they tried to outsmart me and I shot them
Fought them they tried to act hard and I robbed them
Fuck you lil bitch all you do is fucking stunt
Got the forty like I’m Morty I'ma smoke you from the front
Bitches scared of me feel my chakra like Kurama
You keep playin’ I'ma cap a clown yeah that's on my momma
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