Breaking news!
(Lilly's?) chapel Methodist church at the heart of intercourse, alabama feels a sudden Shock as a little boy pops and locks too hard, and gets a little too crunk', setting the building ablaze with a BBQ lighter and 14 used tissues
Now we go live to our correspondent in the field, Javoran', how's it cooking down there Jav'?
Sweet as chocolate but you know I'm spitting out some fucking bars
Shoot to mars like the milky way you finna' get lost
Crawling up inside my brain
Bitch you make me insane
Screaming on the inside
Boiling blood inside my veins
Pull up on your shawty, bitch I'm finna' blow her fucking back out
Demon with a twenty-two be best if you would tap out
Busted out the shawty blew your ass to smithereens
I'm the best at handling shit smith and Wesson in my genes
Slicing you from head to toe with my stiletto
Popped you in yo stupid face ah what happened to yo ego
Bitch where you stay
I'll pull up on you drop the top down
These boys like to play
That's why I got this shit on lockdown
So many bitches want my spot
I got the, locked out
They such a cop out
Like Alan watch them flop
Ow!
Don Julio in my cup
Maria on my waist
I keep the queso in my case
Strapped just in case
Beat a bitch up
Like upper cut
In the cut
Feel it in her gut
Been a minute since she got a touch
I just chose to float right on this track
Just in case you thought I was only a flook'
And now I'm just takin' it back
I'm placing my placement up at the top
Only Teki he sitting n pouting
He ain't coolest lets face it
Least I don't live in a basement
Stay strapped
I'll be coming right back
If they catch me to my cribs where I'll stay at
This just in!
A development has been made, and the boy is now on the run from the police
He is apparently armed and extremely dangerous
It is advised that all residents in the area find a safe place to hide until further notice
Onto Foxer' with more information
Wait like damn
That bitch so bad
Pull up to the crib
By a launching pad
Shawty moving quick
Lose her hands to the dance floor
Bouta hit a lick
Move out the door
Finna' make a move
With these brand new shoes on
Nikes on my feet
Aye you better move on
Hey you messed with the goobers
Are you looking for death?
Bitch Mayaw' coming in
He gon' make u lose breath
Okay!
Everybody dead on sight all might fade
Mayaw' want to see you die no fake
All my victims go bang bang
I don't need to know their names!
Mayaw' sa' taas'
Hindi' bababa'
Said' grabe' kanaman'
I said talaga'
Blade on my waist I got dope in my veins
Bitch don't say what you not pussy boy you get dropped
I don't think you want this blood and guts on the ground
Put this on cinema snuffing them out
Live I'm recording buck knife in your spine
Bitch you ain't even close we beyond the Devine
I will divide you into pieces
Turn you to rot and leave you to the leeches
He a bitch, he gon' test my fucking nine
Pussy boy, put your hands up in the sky
Empty all your pockets, I don't wanna fucking fight
$killer best up, lil pussy standing' li-like
Crunching on these biddies, like I rather don't gang, no gang
And the sket' pays, swerving both lanes (both lanes)
Walmart, better hand over their pocket change
Pocket change, talkin' shit, lil pussy in rocket range
Bank$et' for life
He a bitch, he gon' test my fucking nine
Pussy boy, put your hands up in the sky
Empty all your pockets, I don't wanna fucking fight
$killer best up, lil pussy standing li-like
Fatality (o-o-oh my god)
$killer just did it again
I shoulda been on this song