TALK MY SHIT

I ain't got no love for no thot, no
I am gonna kill you, now you caught, oh
Three Glocks with three shots yo dome
You can't fuck with the 195

Fuckin this, i ain't gon stop where it at
Watch how you fall when i shoot up the clap
I am gon kid to your mufucking nap
Slitting your wrists, while im strobing your cat
Uh, bitches no i ain't no cap
Pull up like myers, i stab
All of this money, all of this cash
Im killing your presence, all in a flash

Okay fuck that, i ain't gonna stop making music bitch
Fuck you, i hope you that you get my fucking message
I know, you wanna be around me, i got leverage
Sentence, i hope that i give you a fucking hemorrhage

Break me, hate me, shade me, fake me
No control, ain't no more, im free, im free