​s&m lyrics

[Intro]
Ki-Ki-Kirk Knizzy on the beat

[Chorus: Chynna]
This the evilest I've ever been
I ain't mean to see a cell again
I ain't mean to visit hell again
I ain't mean to let the devil in, but f*ck it
Guess it's time for show and tell again
Like the seven deadly sins I'm gettin' medals
And f*ckin' to your favorite heavy metal
Then I S and f*ckin' M, and, oh sh*t
I'm 'bout to empty my full clip
You know I'm back on my bullsh*t
I seen it, I like it, I show it
Ready, I wait, and I go in

[Verse 1: Chynna]
Hit it, I quit it, I'm bogus
Get in your feelins', ignore it
You drippin' and drownin', I'm broken
Don't even go in the ocean
That's why my pilot just got a promotion
Whippin' the drip, man my neck, it was ghostin'
This intellect cause a lotta commotion
Give up the neck if you white and wear lotion
Bit disrespectful, I never control this
Spit on the souls of the n*ggas who sold it
[?]
[?] too in these pills if I'm pressed
Mixin' emotion, these [?] on my neck
sh*t gettin' swoll, and these chills and this chest, I might rip this sh*t open
Focused, better repent, all in yo back
n*ggas is choking, running your trap, without a strap
n*ggas is folding, want yo b*tch back? She ain't want that
n*ggas is homeless, hopeless, hold it
Oh sh*t, notice, note it, no sh*t
This sh*t, that sh*t, real sh*t, rap sh*t, f*ck it, wait
[Chorus: Chynna]
This the evilest I've ever been
I ain't mean to see a cell again
I ain't mean to visit hell again
I ain't mean to let the devil in, but f*ck it
Guess it's time for show and tell again
Like the seven deadly sins I'm gettin' medals
And f*ckin' to your favorite heavy metal
Then I S and f*ckin' M, and, oh sh*t
I'm 'bout to empty my whole clip
You know I'm back on my old sh*t
I seen it, I like it, I show it
Ready, I wait, and I go in
You know

[Verse 2: A$AP ANT]
Saving the money, not hoping
I'm catchin' the wok and I pour it
Look at my drip, marina, I'm soaking
Chuck E Cheese, I got the tokens
Catchin' the pack, Brady Tom
Beating my chest like King-Kong
Smoke so much, gotta grow a farm
She said [?]
.44 Ruger, Vietnam
Cowboy gun will shoot you like John Wayne
Little b*tch geekin', she off cocaine
You seen murder, please don't say no names
I want money not fame
Disappear like David Blaine
You a goofy, you are lame
Batman mask on me like Bane
This is Polo, not no Hanes
I wanna die and I was getting chubby
Might play lotto, I feelin' lucky
b*tch got make-up, please don't hug me
She gon' rub me like a ducky
You out of breath, your b*tch-ass runnin'
You my nephew, you my son
Pack is lit like Big Pun
My diamonds hit with the moon and sun
[Chorus: Chynna]
This the evilest I've ever been
I ain't mean to see a cell again
I ain't mean to visit hell again
I ain't mean to let the devil in, but f*ck it
Guess it's time for show and tell again
Like the seven deadly sins I'm gettin' medals
And f*ckin' to your favorite heavy metal
Then I S and f*ckin' M, and, oh sh*t
I'm 'bout to empty my whole clip
You know I'm back on my old sh*t
I seen it, I like it, I show it
Ready, I wait, and I go in
You know