Malice

Its the devil in yo ears kid
No need for manifesting
These visions round me the fix
Rollin up the loudest
I'm boutta stop tellin these bitches
Cause everytime I’m feelin ruthless
They still dissin
I'm still shittin
And y'all my first victim
Might be worth millions
Couldn’t work wit em
Shit I murk villains
That's just the games gettin through his Thursday
Bitch I don't give a fuck if it's earth day
My verse way too ape shit
Y'all is on the same shit
I been runnin from for weeks
And seemingly you crave it
They A-verage
But thanks for showin me that lame shit
I'll be sure to show it to my dinner plate
Like get the fuck up out my way pussy
We ain't goodie
Fuckin whoopy slap
Never in my life have I wanted to give pussy back
Now it's everyday they surrounding me like I’m cookin crack
But rat a tat tat i be killin em off with stupid raps
Shit
His fuckin flow so dangerous
Gimme a couple feet
And all them piggies is bacon
My eyes so vacant
Look close enough I’m chillin in the basement
Rainy day shit
But I'm workin up a tsunami
Motherfuckers ridin waves
Shit I might hit them up
I need a couple fans
That’s finna lick my butt
While I go nuts
21 and up
I'm always fuckin up
But shit I fuckin love it
You shouldn't trust it
But still you bumpin
Play the trumpet like the duck is fuckin women
Blue feathers big dick
And the brain so vicious
He the coldest or the illest
Either way I been wit it
In a prison
Not really just dramatic with inhibition
God its
Tragic
How we conjurin up the majic
Surpassin the fuckin masses
The clout now I gotta have it
He still spazzin
Just cause fuck your whole caption
Yall can't read the fuckin facts
If Mr Roger was your daddy
This is
Malice