Greed no more

[Chorus: removeface]
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with you
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with-
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with-fuck with-fuck with-
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with you
You're listening to party royale, let’s get the party started

[Verse 1: removeface]
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, things I got to say to you, motherfucker
Why the fuck you acting pussy but you claiming to be the man?
You had it coming for you, can you not seem to understand
You treated me and everybody еlse like they wеre just a fan
You called a bitch, you a criminal, you're going out sad
I’ll stick where I want to, they all got my back
And don’t change the fact your music is bad
You went on your YouTube and took that shit down
You went on 'Tube-
I get jealous when you’re acting like a victim in the crowd (I get jealous-, jealous, ja-)
Jealous when you’re acting like a victim in the crowd
He’s acting like he’s stupid, he’s acting like a clown
Give a fuck with my crew will be ten toes down
I was waiting for this shit to happen and now your going down

[Chorus: removeface]
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with you
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with-
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with-fuck with-fuck with
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with you
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with you
And don’t ever come again nobody in here fuck with you-you-y-you

[Verse 2: Universe]
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Nigga now they all die but he act Eleven
Fucking on 20 year old but must not go to heaven
You a bitch and you know you a fake from the start
You are not Miley Cyrus, you a fucking-fucking-fucking-
Who the fuck do you think you are
Put you on the fucking chart
Who the fuck do you think you are
Put you on the fucking chart, had enough of this shit
Enough of the lies, hope you never show your face
Will take care of your body once you fucking die
Don’t want to hear your car, nigga, you are not that guy
Nine-teen year old virgin
I’m back, bitch, and I’m trying to earn it
Trying to talk shit but I got the table turning
I can see your career, just burning
You don’t earn shit don’t come back to the [?]
I’m gonna fuck up on your mom, I’m feeling like the bomb
I’m feeling so calm, pocket ready for your palm
[?]
And we finna get you stomped
You’re a little too pumped and you’re living in a dump because you a fucking chump

[Outro]
Ooh, fuck *67, bitch
Ooh, fuck *67, bitch
Oh, hahaha