We ain't doing no fightin', you gon' catch everybody with they blicks out
We made him say his last words, bet that bitch can't snitch now
Up my f*ckin' Drac, have him dancin' like he Chris Brown
I taught my demon how to shoot, I swear that he can't miss now
She know I keep it on my waist
She lovin' how Li STEPPA taste
She love it when I hit her from the back and put it on her face
She know I carry heavy weight, I got it on me everyday
I just wanna see his ass dead then we can celebrate
She chose me over you cause I'm a f*ckin' killer
I made her ass fat she call me Bob the Builder
Spin like MJ, yeah we gon' make his ass hit the thriller
Pull up action, we gon' shoot that bitch like f*ckin' Reggie Miller
I go on murder sprees, yeah you can call my ass f*ckin' Jason
It's a murder scene, seen his bitch ass straight to Satan
Shot up his mama crib, got his bitch ass on vacation
When he come back, best believe we outside f*ckin' waitin
He still got them long dreads, go give his ass a bald fade
Your bitch gave me her noggin', yeah she gave me all A's
Treat this shit like the apocalypse, we walk around with all K's
We like to take out niggas' brain, that mean we aim at all face
We ain't doin' no fightin', you gon' catch everybody with they blicks out
We made him say his last words, bet that bitch can't snitch now
Up my f*ckin' Drac, have him dancin' like he Chris Brown
I taught my demon how to shoot, I swear that he can't miss now
She know I keep it on my waist
She lovin how Li STEPPA taste
She love it when I hit it from the back and put it on her face
She know I carry heavy weight, I got it on me every day
I just wanna see his ass dead then we can celebrate
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We ain't doing no fightin', you gon' catch everybody with they blicks out
We made him say his last words, bet that bitch can't snitch now
Up my f*ckin' Drac, have him dancin' like he Chris Brown
I taught my demon how to shoot, I swear that he can't miss now
She know I keep it on my waist
She lovin' how Li STEPPA taste
She love it when I hit her from the back and put it on her face
She know I carry heavy weight, I got it on me everyday
I just wanna see his ass dead then we can celebrate
She chose me over you cause I'm a f*ckin' killer
I made her ass fat she call me Bob the Builder
Spin like MJ, yeah we gon' make his ass hit the thriller
Pull up action, we gon' shoot that bitch like f*ckin' Reggie Miller
I go on murder sprees, yeah you can call my ass f*ckin' Jason
It's a murder scene, seen his bitch ass straight to Satan
Shot up his mama crib, got his bitch ass on vacation
When he come back, best believe we outside f*ckin' waitin
He still got them long dreads, go give his ass a bald fade
Your bitch gave me her noggin', yeah she gave me all A's
Treat this shit like the apocalypse, we walk around with all K's
We like to take out niggas' brain, that mean we aim at all face
We ain't doin' no fightin', you gon' catch everybody with they blicks out
We made him say his last words, bet that bitch can't snitch now
Up my f*ckin' Drac, have him dancin' like he Chris Brown
I taught my demon how to shoot, I swear that he can't miss now
She know I keep it on my waist
She lovin how Li STEPPA taste
She love it when I hit it from the back and put it on her face
She know I carry heavy weight, I got it on me every day
I just wanna see his ass dead then we can celebrate
We made him say his last words, bet that bitch can't snitch now
Up my f*ckin' Drac, have him dancin' like he Chris Brown
I taught my demon how to shoot, I swear that he can't miss now
She know I keep it on my waist
She lovin' how Li STEPPA taste
She love it when I hit her from the back and put it on her face
She know I carry heavy weight, I got it on me everyday
I just wanna see his ass dead then we can celebrate
She chose me over you cause I'm a f*ckin' killer
I made her ass fat she call me Bob the Builder
Spin like MJ, yeah we gon' make his ass hit the thriller
Pull up action, we gon' shoot that bitch like f*ckin' Reggie Miller
I go on murder sprees, yeah you can call my ass f*ckin' Jason
It's a murder scene, seen his bitch ass straight to Satan
Shot up his mama crib, got his bitch ass on vacation
When he come back, best believe we outside f*ckin' waitin
He still got them long dreads, go give his ass a bald fade
Your bitch gave me her noggin', yeah she gave me all A's
Treat this shit like the apocalypse, we walk around with all K's
We like to take out niggas' brain, that mean we aim at all face
We ain't doin' no fightin', you gon' catch everybody with they blicks out
We made him say his last words, bet that bitch can't snitch now
Up my f*ckin' Drac, have him dancin' like he Chris Brown
I taught my demon how to shoot, I swear that he can't miss now
She know I keep it on my waist
She lovin how Li STEPPA taste
She love it when I hit it from the back and put it on her face
She know I carry heavy weight, I got it on me every day
I just wanna see his ass dead then we can celebrate
Writer: Cornelius Brumfield
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