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Smoke that shit till my eyes turn red,
The only way to stop me is a bullet in the head,
Like im back from the dead

Pussy put that pretty boy I just fucked
Tried to sleep,
Second bet he's fallen
Take his wallet and his keys,
And its back to the street going scur-scur in the jeep,
Hot box in the wip,
but this piffy aint cheap,
beep-beep.
Who got the keys to oblivion?
Mark-ass motherfuckers trickin' in oblivion.
Never gettin rid of him,
Let the money trigger him,
Fuck his brains out,
'once and never touch his dick again.
Relentless, cuz my taste is expensive,
Lookin at the world through lanvin lenses,
Take everything and they leave no forensic,
Evidence on my Monica Lewinsky,
Yeah I fucked the president, yeah I fucked the president
So I know Obama takes pictures on my phone,
Ive been chokin' on my underwear,
Hunny can you weep
Just to make sure,
I dont shit call it a secret service
And my parents so scared.
Why you think I took a break from this shit?
On vacation gettin richer then drink off this shit,
Ima drop it like a fuckin box office hit
My aunt boxed
Got a million of letters like I'm Taylor Swift.

Smoke that shit till my eyes turn red
The only way to stop me is a bullet in the head
Like im back from the dead

Drop that ass up like you gettin stabbed in the abdomen.
That aint a sub-fu for in my trunk, wide-a-lin.
Just a dumb boy who did somethin' to get me mad again.
Tied his ass up
Then i stabbed him in the abdomen.
Got blood all over my new boots
Damn these shoes are poly
I guess these gotta burn too.
Took care not to get a job on my top
But the thought got me hot
So im goin like "Sue who? Boo hoo."
Bitch,
Now your boyfriend's missin',
You kinda want him lyin back click-o-sippin',
Feel so different
Im just shittin
You aint shit and we both know the difference
Im the
Hottest anonymous raw bitch in existence,
He say for the sake of the cake he goin the distance
Im throwin resistance,
But if it all works out,
Ima run his persistance,
Yeah I rather him hit it.

Smoke that shit till my eyes turn red,
The only way to stop me is a bullet in the head,
Like im back from the dead


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