Wrists rocky like sylvester stallone Thinking back to when i would Gush over hoes Writing them cheesy poems Now id rather be alone When in the studio i best not see a phone We dont need that energy Got a whole book of nudes ratchets send me Im begging god to strike me down and just end me Whats your adress a dick in your ass ill send free Trash your bentleys Youre not my friend so i aint acting friendly Ill bash you over the head with a baguette Give you scars youll never forget Smoke rock like dwayne johnson My job is killing pussys im about To punch in Ill sacrifice you to satan or something Ima have your family dressed in all black Been slaying hoes since the show all that My mom hates my guts i cant even Get a call back Probably because i beat her Im an evil seed better get the weeder I kill rhymes to kill time I got shot point blank and im still fine I treat this shit like madlibs i just fill lines Im next up This not even my best cut Gotta change our numbers just so thirsty hoes dont text us They should have signed me back then they messed up All my boys treacherous Theyll steal your LV run and tell me Catch the robbery on the news on On the telly