Lyrics
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I'm the one like Escanor
I turned ya mother to whore
Glocks and chops I got in store
With me you're never bored
I leave the masses wanting more
I handle niggas like a chore
Stabbed in the back and I'm not sore
Put the needle in ya arm
Put the xanny in ya mouth
Stacking cheese
I'm making parm
I get my bricks
Straight out the south
You can never cause me harm
I'll show you what I'm about
I got scars all down my arm
I'm masochistic there's no doubt
I'm bringing calamity
Murder my enemies
Give me serenity
Don't give to charity
I got the clarity
Brace for severity
Better be scared of me
Cause I'm an entity
Bringing pure evil
These niggas rats
They some snakes
And some weasles
I'm not built for love
My heart black like beetle
I'm not built
My heart black like beetle
He thought it was sweet buf now he's like Ah shit
I won't hesitate to pull up turn ya block to Auschwitz
From nine nine nine
All the way to triple six
You would think that this is
Netflix with the way we be loading clips
Yea