f*ck AM I FOR lyrics

[Verse 1: Kill Dyll]
f*ck am I for? (For-for-for-for)
If the pus*y wanna run up
Watch his spine turn gold (Gold-gold-gold)
Motherf*ckers tryna test me
But my mind don't fold (Don't fold-don't fold-don't fold)
Make a pus*y with that TikTok, do him on his slide
f*cker thinks he breathing, but your face look so demised
pus*y do not play me, you wanted a f*cking war?
So everyone you get is shunt inside of a lie
Rest in peace, no-no-no-no-no-no, rest in p*ss
You don't need a body, his contents just don't exist
Yeah, that f*cker would be breathing if he wasn't such a b*tch
These motherf*ckers will be dying if they didn't know the sick (Agh)

[Bridge: Kill Dyll]
f*cked up, f*cked up, f*cked up, f*cked up
(Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Kill Dyll]
Run with the bullet and I run with the blade
All these motherf*ckers dead when they say my name
I'ma put him in the grave and I'm givin' him a tumor, I am Jamie Colby (Agh)
Spinnin' the f*cker, I'm working up with the cutting
I wanna burnout the rest and I'm f*cking over the trauma
I really cannot get better even if I've been then filled with the love
It's still missing, okay, b*tch? And I'm only gon' really hate, b*tch
Send a f*cker home, I'm like a motherf*ckin' gift
If the f*cker really posted, then I'ma put him in a ditch
I'ma push him on a bolt through his motherf*ckin' hips
I've been on a grind, I've been looking f*ckin' sick
So messed up in my own damn path
Who is checking for the outing like a baseball bat?
I ain't f*ckin' with a lame, and I leave him in a vat
f*ck am I-f*ck am I-f*ck am I-f*ck am I for?
(For-for-for-for-for)