BITTER

(Buck should I get it?)

How the fuck are you gonna tell me that I’m a pessimist
It wasn’t my choice to be on this earth and to be wrecking shit
Now everyone is sucking on my dick like I’m the president
Housecats on the come up and that shit is fucking evident
Don’t call my lyrics verses I call all my lyrics testaments
Make em eat theyre words like a bottle of fucking medicine
Benjamin crazy
My vision is getting hazy
Made a couple baselines and now everybody wan hate me

Now I’m walking to your residence
Squad is all together bitch
Y’all ain’t doing nothing holy fuck that shit embarrassing
Y’all never preparing shit
Squad and I take down your ship
Why are you so hesitant
You are not impressing shit
Huh huh huh huh huh I can’t breathe
People banging my line they wanting something for free
I can barely see the smoke is making me weez
Went and pushed the whip too hard so XO stole my keys