hit it in the back-seat at a track-meet//
skins slapping, 10 minutes, dicks-blasting..cold-hex//
bitch said no-sex, convince her? no-test//
had to keep it on the DL but she told-friends..no-women-no-more//
get hoes like john-goodman's-old-whore..Roseannne//
fat ho wit rolls and toe-jam, this bitch was no-man..but looked-it//
if this bitched liked straights, i'd rather be crooked..fuck this, she bout-to-be-out//
deserve to die fa shoutin-me-out..rat-bitch//
i got a present to send-ya, its my gat-bitch..the lead in ya head is low-fat//
hatin payin for calories wit ya salary, i know-that..
so this-is-free, eat-the-gun//
this bitch-will-bleed, watch her hit the street-then-run..
im evil, my visions are lethal..angry-inside//
my heat hit her like a ragin-riptide//
witness in my business wut he sayin-is-lies..no-evidence//
burned the weapon in seconds and that ho's-residence//
flow-messages..that hit-ya-hard//
first pull it then rip-ya-card, shits-bizarr..but-its-life//
everythings real, nuthin-is-nice..so take-it, drink-it-up//
u fake-bitch, think-u-tough//
u wanna waste-this?, u'll be needin-guns..that u aint-got//
me? u cant-stop, rip ya face-off, like a bride after marriage i'll make ya name-drop.
skins slapping, 10 minutes, dicks-blasting..cold-hex//
bitch said no-sex, convince her? no-test//
had to keep it on the DL but she told-friends..no-women-no-more//
get hoes like john-goodman's-old-whore..Roseannne//
fat ho wit rolls and toe-jam, this bitch was no-man..but looked-it//
if this bitched liked straights, i'd rather be crooked..fuck this, she bout-to-be-out//
deserve to die fa shoutin-me-out..rat-bitch//
i got a present to send-ya, its my gat-bitch..the lead in ya head is low-fat//
hatin payin for calories wit ya salary, i know-that..
so this-is-free, eat-the-gun//
this bitch-will-bleed, watch her hit the street-then-run..
im evil, my visions are lethal..angry-inside//
my heat hit her like a ragin-riptide//
witness in my business wut he sayin-is-lies..no-evidence//
burned the weapon in seconds and that ho's-residence//
flow-messages..that hit-ya-hard//
first pull it then rip-ya-card, shits-bizarr..but-its-life//
everythings real, nuthin-is-nice..so take-it, drink-it-up//
u fake-bitch, think-u-tough//
u wanna waste-this?, u'll be needin-guns..that u aint-got//
me? u cant-stop, rip ya face-off, like a bride after marriage i'll make ya name-drop.