FUCK AM I FOR

[Intro: Kill Dyll]
Fuck am I for? (For—for—for—for—for)
If the pussy wanna run up
Watch your spine turn gold (Gold—gold—gold—gold)
Motherfuckers tryna test me
But my mind don't fold (Don't fold—don't fold—don't fold—don't fold)
Make a pussy with that TikTok, do him on his slide
Fucker thinks he breathing, but your face look so demised
Pussy do not play me, you wanted a fucking war?
So everyone you get is shot inside of a lie
Rest in peace, no-no-no-no-no-no, rest in piss
You don't need a body, his contents just don't exist
Yeah, that fucker would be breathing if he wasn't such a bitch
These motherfuckers will be dying if they didn't know the sick (Agh)

[Bridge: Kill Dyll]
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[Verse: Kill Dyll]
Don't be playin' around with the blade
Motherfuckers start a game when they say my name
I'ma put him in the grave, and I'm givin' him a tumor, I am Jamie Colby
Spinnin' the fucker, I'm working [?] with the cutting
You wanna burnout the rest? And I'm fucking over the trauma
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Ain't no one really care little bitch
Fuck a ol' home motherfucker wanna get the dick
I just got a new ditch
I've been alive praying for a hit fucking hit, i know i'm alive so i know i'm sick
So messed up in my own path
Who's checking for the alpha for the baseball bat
I ain't fuck around with the cat?
Fuck am I—fuck am I—fuck am I—fuck am I—fuck am I for?
(For—for—for—for—for)