[Verse 1: $ega 死 お金 愛]
Fucking up a boy 'cause he talking all that shit
Got your bitch at my crib yea, she sucking on my dick
Don't need 4 - 20 'cause we smoking on your kids
Hit like 1-2 licks, hate twelve they some pigs
Like 1,3,1,4
Drifting in a fucking ford
Drugs in my blood
Please feed me fucking more
OMINVS on this shit
Take the world
Take a pic
Exploring war and we do it for the fuck of it
Been on my Peggy shit since before 5th grade
I don't got a handgun gonna throw a grenade
We walking in the bank and we finna get paid
Been with my gang I ain't got shit to say
I don't really give a fuck if you blasting at my homies
Don't talk on my name 'cause girl you don't know
You just another one in the females who want me
I've seen everything you don't got shit to show me
Finna call Biinjo he mounted with a scope
Shits still set on your heart, better hope
'Cause if we pull up and your necks in a rope
Police got called on the shit that I wrote
Throat fucking itching off this song
They wanna bring me back, but I'm too far gone
You know I'll never lack, got a vest with a bomb
I'm way past evil, I can't right my wrongs
Slit your fucking wrist and I hang you with a wire
Say she love me I know she is a liar
Robbing motherfuckers needing money, shit's dire
Walked in this bitch and we set it on fire
[Bridge, Spoken: $ega 死 お金 愛]
Yo bro, what the fuck is that?
Yo bro, what the fuck is that?
[Verse 2: OMVINS]
P-Put a nigga up for ransom
Kick his [?] like he was really going phantom
[?]
I'ma turn a pussy into a motherfuckin' dancer
Sucker I got kickback
You bet I flip that
Your girl got flat back
Your girl I hit that
Dummy [?] now I'm smoking on big pack
[?]
Shut up and listen
Why the fuck you testing me nigga? You know I'm tired of the bullshit
You pussies be spitting out all the time, make a fortune
[?] for a better life, sounds adornment
A feature from you? Bitch, I'd rather die
Bitch! Y-Y-You ain't touchin' this height
You ain't livin' this life
You don't know what it's like
You don't live with two [?]
PTSD [?] so my life ain't really ain't right
I been stressin' way too much, feel like I'm running out of time
Life is too short bitch
All these 'lil niggas [?] like my nickname [?]
Fuck that shit, you can live longer with [?]
Fuck this industry, my friends will send you to the orbit
I always hating on you 'cause I'm tryna make a fortune
You use other songs but these niggas act like they own me
You was praying on my downfall, glad to see you falling
B-Bitch don't fucking touch me I'ma rip out an organ
Hit you, dead
I hit you, dead
Hit you, dead
I hit you, dead
Hit you, dead
I hit you, dead
Hit you, dead, yeah
I hit you, dead
[Verse 3: Biinjo]
Fix up your goddamn song, you got bitch flow
Plow on a goddamn woman, now your bitch know
My name, fuck wit' my game, we ain't near the same
Insane, I go insane, please stay in ya' lane
Who the fuck you think you talkin' to?
I want none of that
Take a minute just to think it through
Or I'ma run it back
Punchin' hands fast
You be thinkin' there were ten of me
Shout-out KAMi for the last bar
No offendin' me
Fuck wit' the mainstream art
I ain't ever gonna be with that shit, stay apart
Feelin' jaded, not a stone in the mix, hit the cart
Then I pass it 'round a circle 'til we all seein' stars
Hol' up, slow this shit
Movin' like a snail (Slow as shit)
I'ma take a genre (I'ma own that shit)
Stare into the eyes of death and I still feel calm as a bitch
Hit a swisher, not sweet, stay bitter
Suicide, see another wrist, I slit her
Cold as the eyes of a snake, shit slither
Got another bitch every week, dime a dozen
Take a hit right off the blunt, big huffin'
Yo hoe talk too much, bitch, stuff it
Never fuck wit' the shit below, stay above it
Tuggin' on me, think that I ain't tied to the underground
Gotta a few homies in my clique, they stay hella loud
Shit, better pass this off, hella clean
Hey Changeline, hop in this scene
[Verse 4: Changeline]
O-O-Okay now, bow 'lil bitch
I'ma go mad
I'ma go ape shit
When I need to put 'em at their place
I'm making 'lil blips
They finding me weird
Especially when I go, "Boup bip"
But when I see their body done, I take a 'lil sip (Slurp)
Huh
My condition be to die for
(Get the pun?)
Talking 'bout the queers struggling
For once more
Boy you see you gon' get beat up by that pretty 'lil whore
They already dead, but they want a war
(OOAAAAH WHAT THE FUCK?!)
When I get out my zone, never towards the shore
I prefer to go high to the mountain I adore
When they tryna beat my head up but it's hard like Rushmore
They be all so bigoted while listening to Queercore
When they blast me up in their speakers
No bitch I don't need none of your liqours
They faking happiness when they cry behind stickers
Of smiling faces, it's a curse
When you reach out
Huh
Too much
Uh-huh
All your eyes pressuring me like I'm in a fucking church
And I hate that
Ouais
I don't text back
All of those damn horny men want my ass slapped (Hop on my lap lad)
Breed that 'lil brat like a motherfuckin' dog
They bee feeding on every 'lil shit like a blob
Ouais the game I unclog
In a flash like a hawk
When I drove the track you go, "Wow!"
Ow, baby, ow
You a goddess, OMINVS said it
You're all talk so do it less
Huh, piggy bank all you want
That's a menace
Ouais, you ain't smart
You just brainless
Change!
Fucking up a boy 'cause he talking all that shit
Got your bitch at my crib yea, she sucking on my dick
Don't need 4 - 20 'cause we smoking on your kids
Hit like 1-2 licks, hate twelve they some pigs
Like 1,3,1,4
Drifting in a fucking ford
Drugs in my blood
Please feed me fucking more
OMINVS on this shit
Take the world
Take a pic
Exploring war and we do it for the fuck of it
Been on my Peggy shit since before 5th grade
I don't got a handgun gonna throw a grenade
We walking in the bank and we finna get paid
Been with my gang I ain't got shit to say
I don't really give a fuck if you blasting at my homies
Don't talk on my name 'cause girl you don't know
You just another one in the females who want me
I've seen everything you don't got shit to show me
Finna call Biinjo he mounted with a scope
Shits still set on your heart, better hope
'Cause if we pull up and your necks in a rope
Police got called on the shit that I wrote
Throat fucking itching off this song
They wanna bring me back, but I'm too far gone
You know I'll never lack, got a vest with a bomb
I'm way past evil, I can't right my wrongs
Slit your fucking wrist and I hang you with a wire
Say she love me I know she is a liar
Robbing motherfuckers needing money, shit's dire
Walked in this bitch and we set it on fire
[Bridge, Spoken: $ega 死 お金 愛]
Yo bro, what the fuck is that?
Yo bro, what the fuck is that?
[Verse 2: OMVINS]
P-Put a nigga up for ransom
Kick his [?] like he was really going phantom
[?]
I'ma turn a pussy into a motherfuckin' dancer
Sucker I got kickback
You bet I flip that
Your girl got flat back
Your girl I hit that
Dummy [?] now I'm smoking on big pack
[?]
Shut up and listen
Why the fuck you testing me nigga? You know I'm tired of the bullshit
You pussies be spitting out all the time, make a fortune
[?] for a better life, sounds adornment
A feature from you? Bitch, I'd rather die
Bitch! Y-Y-You ain't touchin' this height
You ain't livin' this life
You don't know what it's like
You don't live with two [?]
PTSD [?] so my life ain't really ain't right
I been stressin' way too much, feel like I'm running out of time
Life is too short bitch
All these 'lil niggas [?] like my nickname [?]
Fuck that shit, you can live longer with [?]
Fuck this industry, my friends will send you to the orbit
I always hating on you 'cause I'm tryna make a fortune
You use other songs but these niggas act like they own me
You was praying on my downfall, glad to see you falling
B-Bitch don't fucking touch me I'ma rip out an organ
Hit you, dead
I hit you, dead
Hit you, dead
I hit you, dead
Hit you, dead
I hit you, dead
Hit you, dead, yeah
I hit you, dead
[Verse 3: Biinjo]
Fix up your goddamn song, you got bitch flow
Plow on a goddamn woman, now your bitch know
My name, fuck wit' my game, we ain't near the same
Insane, I go insane, please stay in ya' lane
Who the fuck you think you talkin' to?
I want none of that
Take a minute just to think it through
Or I'ma run it back
Punchin' hands fast
You be thinkin' there were ten of me
Shout-out KAMi for the last bar
No offendin' me
Fuck wit' the mainstream art
I ain't ever gonna be with that shit, stay apart
Feelin' jaded, not a stone in the mix, hit the cart
Then I pass it 'round a circle 'til we all seein' stars
Hol' up, slow this shit
Movin' like a snail (Slow as shit)
I'ma take a genre (I'ma own that shit)
Stare into the eyes of death and I still feel calm as a bitch
Hit a swisher, not sweet, stay bitter
Suicide, see another wrist, I slit her
Cold as the eyes of a snake, shit slither
Got another bitch every week, dime a dozen
Take a hit right off the blunt, big huffin'
Yo hoe talk too much, bitch, stuff it
Never fuck wit' the shit below, stay above it
Tuggin' on me, think that I ain't tied to the underground
Gotta a few homies in my clique, they stay hella loud
Shit, better pass this off, hella clean
Hey Changeline, hop in this scene
[Verse 4: Changeline]
O-O-Okay now, bow 'lil bitch
I'ma go mad
I'ma go ape shit
When I need to put 'em at their place
I'm making 'lil blips
They finding me weird
Especially when I go, "Boup bip"
But when I see their body done, I take a 'lil sip (Slurp)
Huh
My condition be to die for
(Get the pun?)
Talking 'bout the queers struggling
For once more
Boy you see you gon' get beat up by that pretty 'lil whore
They already dead, but they want a war
(OOAAAAH WHAT THE FUCK?!)
When I get out my zone, never towards the shore
I prefer to go high to the mountain I adore
When they tryna beat my head up but it's hard like Rushmore
They be all so bigoted while listening to Queercore
When they blast me up in their speakers
No bitch I don't need none of your liqours
They faking happiness when they cry behind stickers
Of smiling faces, it's a curse
When you reach out
Huh
Too much
Uh-huh
All your eyes pressuring me like I'm in a fucking church
And I hate that
Ouais
I don't text back
All of those damn horny men want my ass slapped (Hop on my lap lad)
Breed that 'lil brat like a motherfuckin' dog
They bee feeding on every 'lil shit like a blob
Ouais the game I unclog
In a flash like a hawk
When I drove the track you go, "Wow!"
Ow, baby, ow
You a goddess, OMINVS said it
You're all talk so do it less
Huh, piggy bank all you want
That's a menace
Ouais, you ain't smart
You just brainless
Change!
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