TrespassersWillBeShot,SurvivorsWillBeShotAgain lyrics

[Verse]
My brain's somewhat a tragedy
Lungs made out of Grabba leaf
Gloves so nobody trackin' me
Mask so nobody after me
Broke so we had to scrap for cheese
Rich so now they all askin' me
b*tch, no you cannot shack wit' me
These b*tches, they all be harassin' me
Pick up the phone and I'm swipin' on BONES
So I know that there ain't no one matchin' me
Love all my copies, I love all my clones
Come out to my show and come rap for me
Put on a wig and throw on some boots
Stomp on the stage and keep one of the troops
Wanna be me 'cause you dumb as a b*tch
But ignorance bliss, b*tch, I wish I was you
25/8, bladеs I could skate
While she lyin' on my gravе, while her mans steady hate
Makin' love to my headstone, tryna dig my body up
Tryna meet me in the afterlife, pull the trigger and got up outta there

[Chorus]
What? b*tch, suck my di*k, send the clip when I let that b*tch rip
Bodies droppin', b*tches trip
All I know is I ain't goin' too
b*tch, suck my di*k, send the clip when I let that b*tch rip
Bodies droppin', b*tches trip
Better get reapin' what I sow, lil' b*tch