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Pardon, I had some shit on my chest so uhh
Imma get it off
Ya dig, L1FE
Body all my problems like a cosmetic surgeon
Heart broken, eyes swollen
Fu-fu-fuck you and ya friends on that hoe shit
Just let the pussy know, he lucky iont know him
Cuz I'm bringing dead up out they graves like Jesus Christ
Got a cross doin a 180 like Hawk on the pipe
I would slit his fuckin' throat while I watch you sleep at night
This ain't suppressing my devilish appetite
Feeling vague with the way you calmly walked away
I wanna make him suck a gun til its rots his brain
I wanna run my hands in the puddle, leave some stains
Of a stain that should've never stepped in my way
A little egotistical, pistol to his mental boom
Good at decorating rooms and playin' out them foolish dudes
Take you to meet Satan but he don't even fuck witchu
If I was the old me, need ya family wearing bulletproof (grahhhhh)
Lucky ass bitch (lucky, lucky, lucky)
Lucky ass bitch (lucky, lucky, lucky)
Lucky ass bitch (lucky, lucky, lucky)
Lucky ass bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch)
Thats a lucky ass bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch)
Thats a lucky ass bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch)
Thats a lucky ass bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch)
Thats a lucky ass bitch
I hope he drinking and driving and you hearing the sirens
And the only soul lost was the reason you crying
Cuz you got other people in your wake you left dying
Crazy how evil fucks always try to justify it
I won't lie, at my peak, I'm fuckin' miserable
But the shit that you been on a lil too cynical
You know you did me wrong so accept my ridicule
Its the least I'm owed after all that you put me through
Lucky ass, wait, lying ass bitch
Got me close to killing me, now I'm gunnin for ya mans
Got a 40 that would touch his loaf and not jam
Wonder if she ever gone fuck with a real thug again (prolly not)
Cuz it got lil homie outlined
Gun dumps thudding like an Alpine