LYRIC

Ay, (yah, yah)
White on my face like I'm Marylin,
Up in the studio shooting some heroin.
Don't want to talk to a therapist…
They might find out where my lair is! (aaaahhhhh)
Shoot up the house where your parents live…
Cut you up like an asparagus…
In my lab doing experiments–
Look at my chainsaw, look how long my hair is!!
Shoot up yo block like a terrorist,
Running shit more than the mayor is!
Buried your body, buried your partner,
Bitch where was the money? I buried it!!
Tell me the truth bitch I'm serious!
Throw yo ass straight off da terrace!
This is the circle of life, not no fun like a Ferris,
Don't care about how fair it is!

Some of yall might want a car or a crib,
Well I grew up wishing for bricks.
Smoking on strong that's as long as I live…
Still never dropping a cent on you bitches.
Will I pull up in a semi or civic,
Or maybe a rarri thats rented?!
Ask for a shot out my bottle lil thottie
Well bitch I don't party with peasants.
I never fold under pressure.
That's cause I came up finessing.
Fuck school my hood taught the hardest of lessons…
I'm trapping shit Spring, Summer, Autumn, forever…
I don't need a job I'm a legend…
Bitch I retired at 11…
Fuck you, I'm hard as cement is…
I got you a present a beat down from Evan!

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