The 9 tucked! You’ll catch a shell when I’m blammin mine/
If I ride up...I’ll put KS on the pole like a Welcome to Kansas sign/
fresh concept
Think sleep paralysis! I’ll let something sit on ya chest once the arm drawn/
I creep n matics lift. A chest shot put his heart on his shirt like Comme des Garçon/
cool line, googled
No lick of talent, but you calling out Bleak...damn near bitchin bout it/
Fuck a battle...yall fatasses need to spotlight a fitness challenge/
lolol
What you gone do, bitch? Stick to this fruit on some fondu shit/
Or the can on top ya head....then it kick off the ya dome like a King Fu trick/
good imagery
Scope wit a long zoom. Even from distance I can harm you/
Fuck Josh Allen....you can catch one 90 yards away from this arm too/
word
Peep my violent streak. I’ll let matics fly til this bastard die/
It’s Greek mythology....Styx’ll send you to the afterlife/
nice
Bruh....
Gang pull up cos I put cash on a body..Then Gatlins smokin
Bullet Holes all through Money shirt..All they did was Blast the Broke kid
lol
FGT! Knuck enlightened us how ur lifes shallow
'Shien' literally pushed U off the deep end right into this sites Shadow
nah
FGT! No 'Antidote' can save U! DUde is dull
Body chopped up wen I go 'Sicko Mode'..Travis scott could sing @ ur funeral
ehhhh not bad, like current event angle
FGT! U champin is blowin smoke, 1 swing & the wack is done
Fake gun bars from Black & Mild hits..Its nothin to punch ur chest till lungs collapse
this cool right here
FGT!... U look up to me! I'll squash this guy for once
theres no Impact from Jabbar's once hes out cold from one Giant punch
ehhh
U'll be remembered for nuthin but a sloppy fake
Nxt time ur mentioned W/Sticks on ur head piece? it'll be cos we forgot ur grave
i like this
damn baby shit soft tagger was right again. v. JB
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