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Verse 1 (Skandalous)Motherfuckers they wanna test mePull out the blunt nigga I'll wreck your shitI'm out that window with my 44, another fucking hitDon't know who to trust with my shitI'm in this click, you in my hood you better know who you fucking withWho you stepping with, Skandalous fucking dangerousBitches brains I bust, feel the lust in God we trustNigga I'm at your door, don't pray to God cause you done lost your graceBeen in this game for too long you bout to lose your faceI got the mind of a psycho ass ??As I take another hit on this shit nigga you deadSongtexteNever ask forgiveness told the Lord to give me graceYou talked some shit front your boys and as result you lost your faceBlood all over the place I'm counting the fucking bodies droppingI know my destiny cause I can hear the devil knockingI done sent body and soul to my eternal flames you best believeI numb them bodies and play my fucking gameI sold my soul at an early ageAnd now my hearts releasing daemons in a rageMy eyes in a dazeEvertime I close my eyes to go to sleep I see the visions comingIs juices running when ya done inFear only make me curious, I'll never be afraidBut if you slip you pay your life here come the light now nigga they deadCrack scarfs for my fucking gloryTalking shit up in my territoryAnother day another world's sad storyVerse 2 (Steph)Smoking blunt, smoke a nigga selling dope on the blockPop pop goes the glock I bring more nightmare than HitchcockGet ?? when them bodies fall hitting them prisoners hardIts your final call bitch I'll smoke you like mentholFuck all you bitches I'm putting you in them bodybagsTagging toes, nigga drive slowCreeping up out they indo scheming for they cheeseSlanging oz's and quarter keys niggas dressed in army fatiguesFreeze your whole coalitionStrapped with ammunitionInfrareds digging ditches for chicken headsThis figure from head to toeLabeled as a Jane Doe, leaving bullets in your Lexus doorBut fuck it I'm through with the fairytalesCause when some shit jump off, all you murder on tape bitches gone bailWho gone prevail when I exhale on you small scaleLyrical laggers, wanna be chrome packersSpit the facts I'm bout the Lex and the AcMy verbal combat will eliminate your whole habitatYou hoes ain't fucking with thatOr this, cause I piss on competitionAnd have all you hoes in submissionTrying to recondition your stiloLyrical ninoI sling rhymes like kilos>From here to Puerto RicoOne other sequel from the infamous unseenScheming for the green smoking bitches and niggas like nicotineVerse 3 (Mia X)Cause she up to schemesTired of chasing apple pie dreamsMint greens is all I fien for straight shit is all this bitch know50's this nine millimeter berreta leaving you wetter than April showersFollowe by your second line of flowersI devour competition, causing complete submissionsCooks more dope in my kitchenTricking ass niggas be my victims when night fallsYa'll wants to floss but get set-up tied down and tossedBoss chick you don't want to see herYour bitch can either run for the heater or meet the dumb hoe beatersMia's right and left well known with the cloutTo wire your mouth, knock your grill outThat's what this here be boutSo you can doubt what I'm saying and run that lipOr get your whole click engulfed in gangsta shitToo much to deal withI'm still a bitch that' be's designer down stay scheming on the manAnd taking flights, torsoe taped full of contrabandsMy flow so grand it make the beats say damnShit jumps back makes you wanna hollerBut I sees nothing but dollarsFeminist powerMy lyrics knocking like a KL beatIt be that she-devil that below sea level bitch you can't see herNiggas and broads be trying to figure at 5'4How they still need a ladder to face this hoeFor sure, cause I be living for the dramaThe biggest mama flexing shutting down this motherfucking basement sesionShop closed Aus Songtexte Mania