Britney

What I do in death

Echoes in eternity

(Really that bitch)

Bitches see me as a threat

(Munch for life type shit)

They know I'm really that bitch

Last night I touched grass and I had an epiphany

I feel like a bad bitch when I'm listenin' to Britney

Don't gotta see the vision you jus' gotta be feelin' me

I'm the whole ass fit, and you's a fuckin

(Bass)

6 O's my shit platinum

Watch me serve you a platinum

DSI playing platinum

Mm

Bitch I'm feeling so platinum

Familia back in Toronto

The city still love me I don't know about my song though

Fuck the blue corporate looking ass condo

I'm starting beef with Shoppers, Loblaws, and Longos

Ugh

Huh, Easy mode 'cause I write my own script

This shit is unreal

I'm manning the engine

I'm well equipped

Steering the wheel

22 inch rims here fucker

My beats sturdy and cold call me an Ice Road Trucker, hah

Could be living better umm

I dropped that autobahn

Dark type I'ma taunt you like it's pokemon

My addy make you tweak

But fuck my RNG

I'm sipping whiskey

Last word like I'm Destiny

(Hoh)

Goddamn, you're greasy

I got 20 points in perception on my skill tree

I got 20 joints in the vault like really

I'm on my goofy shit 'cause you know I'm so silly!

(Hee hee hee hee)

Shit'll get gory

Know it's on sight if I see Ford or Tory

Southern Ontario crackers is like royalty

FPS ready with straps in inventory

Yugh

Uh, for legal reasons that is a joke

I don't own any weapons

(Fuck Doug Ford and fuck John Tory)

Nor do I intend to kill people but-

I just want what's best for the people of Toronto

Last night I touched grass and I had an epiphany