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Creepin' 'round the streets
Late at night, talkin' to spirit-spirits
Had to hit my nigga up for some swishers, bud n' Spirits (Only lame niggas say that shit)
When I stab you in yo' back, on everything you not gon' hear me
I'm still hateful makin' pacts Abu-Abufays don't give you clearan-clearan-clearan—
If I- If I- If I piss you off so fuckin' much then why don't you get out bitch
(And I began to hate)
(Your softness, your viscera, your fluids, and your flexibility)
(Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, Bitch)
You're not fuckin' funny and you're corny
Aye I don't give a fuck who that is nigga (Yuh)
Don't disrespect me, don't fuckin' disrespect me
I'll come over there nigga (Yuh)
Don't disrespect me nigga
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout
I be walkin' out the parkway with my hand right on my hip
Nigga talkin' like a schitzo' bein' crazy claimin' sets (Watch your fuckin' mouth)
That lil' nigga told me that he do not fuck wit' not no feds
Took his bitch to Sublimation, her location off he stressed (Drop dead nigger)
I been- I been creepin' 'round the streets
Late at night talkin' to spirits
Had to hit my nigga up for some swishers, bud n' Spirits
When I stab you in yo' back on everything you not gon' hear me
I'm still hateful makin' pacts, Abufays don't give you clearance (Y'know what they say mutuals)
And I heard you shoppin' clearance
My whole fit could fly to Paris
And I might buy out yo' parents nigga
I'll buy your whole family
Heard yo' bitch she love to Stan me, I just bought her ass a Plan-B
Kill her uterus, spawn camping, and I know she gon' be happy (Ah-Ah-Ahh)
Bitch i'm- Bitch i'm always gon' be sad
And you always gon' be l-l-lame
Think you drownin' in some clout
Just for speakin' on my— speakin' on my—
Bitch i'm- Bitch i'm- Bitch i'm always gon' be sad
And you always gon' be lame
Think you drownin' in some clout, just for speakin' on my name
On gang you always bitchin'
You don't like what i'm 'bout