TELLURMAMAIGOTsh*tDROPSOON lyrics

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b*tch, I ain't playin’
Indon got some sh*t heat to play
When you get sucked by your hoes and you can't pay
Hold on, wait, pus*y muf*cka look so mad
Tell those pus*y indon I can make those indon dead
Hold my Glock, b*tch, I got a better one
I got a brand new nine, better try it on your line
Put it on your eyes, indon I'm gonna make you blind
And I don’t trust no b*tch, shawty put that in your mind
I send some indon link, but they always give no f*ck
But someone always said, man you better copy pac
I know this indon normies, so I never give a f*ck
Them indon deadwood, so I know this indon stuck
b*tch, don't flex!
Ayeee!

I hear y'all muf*ckas want me to changin, huh ?
You said my music was too hard so everybody can't listen to it ?
Haha, man, lemme tell you somethin'

b*tch, run!
b*tch, you better run!
I never gonna changin, I just doin' what I like
f*ck the fame
f*ck you, lame b*tch!
You ain't a dime
Nobody give a sh*t when you talkin' online
So b*tch, go eat a di*k
Go eat my sh*t too
You kinda guy that always live a life behind the rules
You know your life’s a fool, think you didn’t notice too
So now go tell your mama I got sh*t, I drop it soon
f*ck! Ayeee!