Yeah I think I'm cursed
Put you in a hearse
I fuck her then her
Put you on a shirt
Pay me for a verse
I’m sick of this earth
I fuck on a nurse
Hit you where it hurts
Bitch I think I'm cursed
Bitch I think I'm cursed yeah yeah
Yeah I think I'm cursed
Put you in a hearse
I fuck her then her
Put you on a shirt
Pay me for a verse
I’m sick of this earth
I fuck on a nurse
Hit you where it hurts
Bitch I think I'm cursed
Bitch I think I'm cursed yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah they wanna see me fail
If a hater talkin send his ass to hell
Balling like the magic, like I'm doing spells
Bitch I got the iron like a fucking cell
Yeah huh, she just want me for my bread
So I fuck her and act like she dead
When she suck me
I can't feel my leg
Money in my pocket
Demons in my head
Diamonds on a Roli yuh
Her pussy macaroni
Ima ball out like I am Kobe
Now ball out like Ginobili
Yeah I think I'm cursed
Put you in a hearse
I fuck her then her
Put you on a shirt
Pay me for a verse
I’m sick of this earth
I fuck on a nurse
Hit you where it hurts
Bitch I think I'm cursed
Bitch I think I'm cursed yeah yeah
Yeah I think I'm cursed
Put you in a hearse
I fuck her then her
Put you on a shirt
Pay me for a verse
I’m sick of this earth
I fuck on a nurse
Hit you where it hurts
Bitch I think I'm cursed
Bitch I think I'm cursed yeah yeah
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