By Arcassin Burnham
Momma taught me not to talk to *****,
This silver tongue faget,
Suicidal of what,
I mean this *** must really wanna get ****** up,
Its kinda hard not to be a *****,
With all these ******* round you,
And Mr. Dash,
You no exception,
While you ahead you need to quit,
Face me like a man,
Cause I don't do the talking anyways,
Although I'm good at it,
Man people these days,
He literally wants to find himself in a body bag,
Stop it drama queen,
Cross dressing like ya dad,
Don't even deserve her,
Call it *******,
Two timing women,
Like you never had,
You a *****,
And Ill killed you,
Let me stick to that,
Lol
As I laugh over ya skrawny grave,
Keep ******* with me imma make you behave.
Hahahahahahahahaha
Real lyrics boy learn something smh
**** the mafia,
