Letras
Disclaimer, do not kill yourself and blame it on me (huh)
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Shoutout MK (yeah, yeah)
Huh, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (okay, I'm ready)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
I can't lie
When I see you on the internet, I want to die (huh)
How did God let something so retarded come alive?
The way you're movin' like a fruit fly that wants some pie (huh)
Give it one year, your career just won't survive
Run that back, nigga, run that back
Can't front, that pack, bitch, I want that back
Meditate so I'm a one eyed fag
Bitch, you had your shot, bitch, you had your chance
Go do that dance
Go pull down your pants, my dick in your hands
So suck that shit
You gon' have to go for longer, I don't bust that quick
Bitch, touch that tip, my nuts inside your lips
My cock fucking up guts and busting ribs
I'm just tryna fuck, bitch, I cannot lie
Every time I see you on the internet, I want to, want to die
Yes, I want to die
Every time I see you, I feel terrible, I want to cry
I don't like you rappers, you so lame with all that clothes you buy
I don't need no blow, don't need no ho's, don't need no .45's
You gon' be 45 still suckin' dick for some love
For some clicks, for some buzz
What's up, bitch? (What's up, cuz?)
Don't say shit, you a fake nigga (yeah, that's right)
There ain't no conversation to make with ya (yeah, that's right)
Fuckin' with too many niggas, I should diss myself or somethin' (huh)
Fuck from around me, you are cloggin' up the plumbin' (huh)
Swamp big as fuck, look what my psyche becomin' (huh)
Hate fill me up, on my skull it get to drummin'
Yeah
I want to die
When I see you on the internet, I want to die
When I see you, when I see you, I want to die
Yeah, yeah, yeah
See, see, see, I will die
Die, die
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah