Lyrics: KAMAARA KAMAARA
Music: KAMAARA KAMAARA
Blood still drooling. Cuts still pooling.
Think I’ve had enough of this god damn bully.
I ain’t no snitch, cause I ain’t no bitch
So imma make this ****er eat my god damn fist
Been waiting all day, knocking out your lights
Should’ve saw this coming, hear my screaming in the night
Eye on ice, never thought twice
Wipe my ****ing lip, c’mon bitch, yeah aight. (Yeah, yeah)
Think I got a fever
Bitch I’m too high heat flashes causes seizures
One bitch got the heate
Control Alt Delete ya’ got you jumping out you scared
Now we talk in’ to the reaper
Heard you wanna fight, step in the arena
**** you bitch can’t see me John Cena
Hey, Hi it’s nice to meet ya’
Wouldn’t wanna be ya’ because your ass is broke
4 stripes at my dealers
Laughing on the internet you bitch no you’re ****ing broke
Lower self-esteem because IRL you’re just a ****ing joke
Met up with your girl she said my music is really ****ing dope
She’s like bring it over, told me “daddy grip my ****ing throat.”
Blood still drooling. Cuts still pooling
Think I’ve had enough of this god damn bully
I ain’t no snitch, cause I ain’t no bitch
So imma make this ****er eat my god damn fist
Been waiting all day, knocking out your lights
Should’ve saw this coming, heard me screaming in the night
Eye on ice, never thought twice
Wipe my ****ing lip, c’mon bitch, yeah aight
Yeah aight
Yeah aight
Wipe my ****ing lip, c’mon bitch yeah aight