Whisperkore

[Verse 1]
Nigga talking reckless
I might have to pull up with the tech and leave him breathless-less-less-less
Calling up my best bitch
And I’m leaving semen that be dripping down her necklace
Leave a doggy headless
Threw up a grenade and told the little doggy “Fetch this”
I might have to step in
Told your hoe to “Open wide” like I’m a private dentist

[Verse 2]
I might pull up with the blade and leave somе stitches
Nigga you so ugly, you don’t even gеt no bitches
I be getting all these riches
Make a nigga dance like he got ants inside his britches
And I pull up with a big stick
I don’t do no dope but I bet shooting shit will fix this

[Verse 3]
I ain’t ever touch a gun in my life
But I’ll really kill a cat with the blade of a knife
And I’ll really take ya’ son and his life
So he better come prepared with a strap like a dyke
And I really got the pack and it tight
And that gas, it gon’ slap when you pack it and light Li-Li-Li-