Bacheron

You think I want this, it just happened Why would you give a killer a gun They do the killing for fun When they shooting do not start to run When they shooting do not feel no pressure Squeeze my trigger finger with no effort Kiss the pinky, you fucking with Malcolm Fucked my ex in the middle of da album That's why all the beats sounding sex Jewelry ain't even glass the shit plex I was planning on coming for- I was planning on coming for jugular Her concealer is not like my muzzler Dap my brothers my sisters I'm huggin em Pussy water I gotta be flooding her She like yellow diamonds, yea the bumblebees Bitch you cun walk a foot in my dungarees Bitch you couldn't see me with my shades on I do all the transactions on pay phones Cross the country that be like my state song I'm in business meetings with my jays on Having town halls in my living room But the basement is really the bigger room With this gas stove I'll be cooking soon It was smoky but now it's a bigger fume Your futures foggy Heard that I got young monkey now she wanna Minaj me I was in the 4 when I saw I was international Prescribing go to therapy, confidence aint a attitude If I posted credits you'd really reach out with gratitude But instead they claim they love me I'm talking to this stack of 50 thousand screaming hug me God and jehovah the only ones that's above me And i just went to hell cause I feel like heaven above me Down below I did so much sinning in my life could make a highlight reel I just spent a 20 on Ginobilis upped my sex appeal Feel so fucking numb I can touch you not a thing I'll feel All you see is shining it's blinding when I go show my grill You niggas is chicken, straight food to me I ain't tryna stick to the normal routine so usually I would talk my shit bout the way these thoughts been abusing me But it's been a long day and see all of these flows is confusing me