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[Verse One: Lil Wyte]
Multiple mental scares, outlining your insides wit bars
Gripp`in your nina hard, bitch my blood inhated by heart
When I buck you gonna start recognize life is a game
And it`s always the same them dice you rolling ain`t bout to change
I`m snatch your chain, reimbursing you with some pain
It`s all over mane in which direction he make inzane
I ain`t bout that fame I`m bout the cheese, that this bout to bring
So fuck your hoe name, with you my faith was lacking some things
I`m starting allover with composition sticky like doja
And I thought I told ya when I come thru I`m crushing like boulders
I`m hard to top shoot at plenty I bet it gonna knock,
Whatever I drop, but even your bitch can touch whatever I got
You wildin or not is so bring your beef to the spot
Hope that you got your glock I`m strapped with no hesitance to pop
So back your words up and keep on choking out on that cock
You like it or not its everlasting, ain`t bout to stop
[Chorus: repeat 7X]
We bout to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some`in
[Verse Two: Lil Wyte]
Rotten core to the bone with no way home and destination bitch
I see you flying blind and you implying that I been trading bitch
And I helped you out and I put your name across the nation bitch
And I got the champ It`s all the jealously up in you bitch
Now how do you think you going to get a piece of my wealth
I created and sculpted, molded and made myself
I`m furiously gifted, lyrically raised in hell
If you want it, come get it you better brace yourself
My provocative rocket wetting hoes on sight
Interactive disaster crucial a pond your flight
Better watch I will ride especially at night
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