Say it really how I run it
Gotta get it from me
I ain't even tripping
Get it pimpin' star Begowala
How I flip a thousand eyed dragon all up in the lenses
I'm a dying nova in the night lotus
Spending every limit I am bipolar
Cyanide motive
I don't wanna talk about it
But we talking
Sick of running every single half baked-option
Sick of running from them, they were running from me
Everybody want it, but they want it for free
Put it on moms and they like fucking with me
Fond of the pen, how you ducking the beef
Never get it back, it's the ultimate grief
Everybody stuck in thеir fucking beliefs
It's still fuck the policе
Plug emoji, Pill emoji, fuck with me
You love to know me, get to know me
I'll weigh up a dose, to set you up for free
Fuck me over, hoe, fuck me over
Say aye, drift from the pipes in the sewage
I'm looking for the right one to do it
Caught up in the right set of music
Itching, itching, like lice with the movement
Who want it, I'm on it
Don't talk like harmonics
Y'all soft with the softest
Get pressed like hydraulics
I'm honest and honest you're talking to gods
Talking that shit you get fed to the mob
If it's psychosis, all in my poses
Subtleties only I've noticed
I was blindfolded
After live-leaking all the signs folded
Boy, I might peak in this kinda nice
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Slide, 18's on my ride
Candy paint up on the sides
Doors, suicide
Color changing my disguise
Forties touching fifties
Can you tell me how I die
Forties touching fifties
Can you tell me how I
Slide, 18's on my ride
Candy paint up on the sides
Doors, suicide
Color changing my disguise
Forties touching fifties
Can you tell me how I die
Forties touching fifties
Can you tell me how I