Come correct or not at all
Little bitch fuck it all
I am enlightened hoe,
But this time I can't say so (X2)

Got a way with my mo'fuckin words
I'm a mo'fuckin poet motherfucker
you heard

Cover your carcus in dirt, Leave you to dry
in the fucking Sahara

I'm after you, Will not get any farther
YOU ARE MY SON, I AM YOUR FATHER.

Pull up, ya don't want none'
I'm nasally as fuck.
But this shit is my-but this shit is my
So we gonna turn up-up-up-augh
Wok in my cup, It look like blood, shit make life fun,
Augh, I'm fuckin' sick, I've fallen ill, I'm fuckin'
done, Yuh.

I'm in that mo'fuckin' booth, Glock to the back of the
head it go boom, ooh, Bitch wasn't speakin' the truth,
said I'm gon die, he was lyin' he might though.

Come correct or not at all
Little bitch fuck it all
I am enlightened hoe,
But this time I can't say so (X2)
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REFRAIN FROM WRONG SPEECH

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