Monster lyrics

Talking to myself in the mirror with a knife, in my hand, I belong in the asylum
Tell the truth, I got a whole lotta problems and I don’t know what imma do about ‘em
Talking like he really bout that g sh*t
When it come to beef, b*tch your murder I sponsor
Woke up, f*cked the sh*t outta my b*tch and then I told her: “Girl, you living with a monster”
Dark shades on, don’t want nobody to see me
Smoking on some sh*t that look like Kennedy and TeeFlii
We roll them Bob Marley’s and get high in the Ferrari
Pistol on my side, I cannot f*ck up the party
While I’m parallel parking the foreign car with the automatic park
Oops, I forgot I can hop out this b*tch park itself
Them VVS’s on my necklace looking hard to tell
That’s right
I’m on my sh*t and on my hip is where that heater be
I’m used to touching wife with my hands
Homie, alicia keys
Johnny got a gun
Mothaf*cka this a robbery
Tell them n*ggas “Make a false move, they’ll be cottage cheese”
f*cked the b*tch so good she kicked me out and said “You gotta leave”
Took a trip to hell and told ‘em “Devil suck these N-U-Ts”
If I’m at the trap I ain’t coming to shoot a DVD
Like a zookeeper I handle pelicans check my pedigree
Address all of my beef like a man, I don’t need no Referee
Slightly thrown off in the head, don’t wanna mess with me
Type of n*gga get mass, slap the sh*t out ya quick fast then pull my burner out and just blast, at ya b*tchass
You dealing with a n*gga who don’t fumble
AK-47 call that mothaf*cka Rhonda
Smoking on some sh*t that taste like it come from Uganda
What the f*ck is gas, I blow thunder