AR-15 lyrics

[Intro]
(Sapphire)

[Chorus: Yung Flex]
Upset, n*gga, [?]
Pussies on me, [?] want Yung Flex
[?], leave his [?] like a cassette
I'ma do something drastic that he won't forget
[?]
I light up his crib, b*tch, I ain't finna fight 'im
I feel like Sub-Zero, I rip out his spine
I pull out my blade and I'm 'bout to go psycho
My AR-15 is a hell of a rifle
I load up my clip and I spin 'em like vinyl
You ain't killin' me b*tch [?]
Might kill all my opps so I ain't got rivals, ayy

[Verse 1: Yung Flex]
Tote TEC, boy, you pus*y and I know that
The way you stepping got me asking where the poles at
P-P-Pumpin' on a shotty it's gon' blow back
pus*y want that heat then I'ma smoke him like a whole fag

[Bridge: SAPPHIRE]
Bang-bang, b*tch, I'm upset
Nose slit, f*cked up my face
SAPPHIRE, Yung Flex, we up here
[?] pussies [?]

[Verse 2: SAPPHIRE]
Dance like you a marionette, [?] laugh (Ha-ha-ha!)
Play your ass like a [?], [?] make a b*tch [?] (Woo!)
[?] cute little b*tch
You f*ck with my army, pull up shooting missiles
Throw your ass in detention, no dismissal
Pull up to the function, we ain’t acting civil
f*ck a b*tch [?] on facetime [?] sh*t don’t work
I’m amazed [?] words
Exacerbate in DM's, must be urge
f*ckin' on a b*tch and she be suckin' on my di*k
And then I'm c*mming on her tits [?], f*ck off c*nt
[?] 'bout to nuke your home town so I can [?]
I can't condone this, the finest opponents
My rhymes got so dope they like;
“Sapphire, what the f*ck man, you wrote this?”
Got a [?], I'm boning you boneless, I'm Caesar, you Roman
I'm living the moment and hear all you talking sh*t
But what the f*ck does it matter? It’s chatter
[?] your words got no power
You find success in the darkness [?]
I’ll shatter yo' jaw [?]
[Interlude: Charlie / penguinz0 / MoistCr1TiKaL]
That was a pretty solid line, that line is gold right there. It took a lot of thought but the more I think about it, the worse this rap gets.​

[Chorus: Yung Flex]
Upset, n*gga, [?]
Pussies on me, [?] want Yung Flex
[?], leave his [?] like a cassette
I'ma do something drastic that he won't forget
[?]
I light up his crib, b*tch, I ain't finna fight 'im
I feel like Sub-Zero, I rip out his spine
I pull out my blade and I'm 'bout to go psycho
My AR-15 is a hell of a rifle
I load up my clip and I spin on 'em like vinyl
You ain't killin' me b*tch [?]
Might kill-

[Outro: SAPPHIRE]
Stop it, you're going too hard!