Medusa (Alternate Version 2) lyrics

[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
(What?)

[Verse]
Uh, little moshpit, yeah
I'm real toxic, yeah
Too much profit
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Red dreadlocks, yeah-yeah
My b*tch from the projects, yeah
Ratchet b*tch, yeah, uh, how I like it, yeah
I'm an elephant, yeah
Uh, I'ma bison
This perc hit, yeah
Hit me like Tyson, yeah
Too much cake, uh
Uh, I need icin', yeah
Big stick, yeah
b*tch, I'm dykin', yeah
I'm not, uh, I'm not just rhymin', uh
Opium, uh, yeah, we bitin'
Lil' moshpit, yeah
Real toxic, yeah
I got a Draco before I got a license, uh
Uh, b*tch, I'm not fightin', uh, yeah
I said I'm way too poppin'
I said I'm way too poppin', yeah
b*tch, I get sh*t rockin'
Put your b*tch to the side, yeah
Grab her, yeah, I grab her off this light, uh
Grab her 'til my diamonds locked, yeah
Yeah, she said I look like Poseidon
Uh, fat pus*y b*tch, yeah, she said that she like me
Fat pus*y b*tch, yeah, she said that she like me
Told the b*tch to come and ride it, yeah
I got her way too excited, yeah
Too many drugs, gon' try some
Too many drugs, yeah, yeah
Too many drugs, gon' try some
Too many drugs, yeah
Too many drugs, gon' try some, too many drugs
Too many drugs, gon' try some, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Rockstar sh*t like Prince, yeah
Baby, I swear I'm clean just like a Diesel
I took the Rolls Royce outside and started to feature
I told you, b*tch, I'm not gon' leave you
Get flown like a ditch, uh, uh, uh
Shawty said she in love with my sh*t, yeah
Yeah, watch how I take it, yeah
Too much drip, you might f*ck around and slip, yeah
Baby, I got all night, yeah
Baby, I got all night, yeah
Baby, I got all night, yeah
Baby, I got all night, yeah
Baby, I got all night, yeah
Baby, I got all night, yeah
Baby, I got all night, yeah
b*tch, I feel like I'm Brad Pitt, yeah
Everyday shootin' in a blick, huh
Everyday shootin' in a flick, yeah
Too many bags, yeah, we movin' sh*t
This not Madden, but we ready the blick, yeah
Everyday, yeah, we shootin' a motherf*ckin' flick, yeah
Yeah, kill a b*tch, yeah, usin' my blick
Yeah, kill a b*tch, yeah, right from the hip
Yeah, shoot out the hill, uh
I'm ready to rip, uh
I'm f*ckin' yo' b*tch, huh
We wait on the trip, yeah
She ready to strip, yeah
She want a lil' tip, yeah
I gave her some cash, huh
And now the b*tch flip, yeah
It's for real, this is for real
She a real, she got killed
She get killed, off rip
Off rip, this is for real, oh, yeah
Off rip, off rip