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Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy [Verse 1] Call me a shrink, her pussy so pink, it reminds me of Sakura tree (Tree) My heart so breezy, make green like it's kiwi, but my demons talkin' to me (Ayy) He wanna be me but fucker, that ain't too easy I cut him up like lychee and, bitch, I'm blowin' on seaweed I told her to slump on my bed, she felt the lump on my leg These boys ain't heard of me yet but now I'm cuttin' they necks Like massacre, after her, I shoot at your family, what a massacre Smashin' her like Gallagher Never runnin' out of ammo, bitch I got scavenger Pistol whip, bust yo lip Don't need me a strap, my blade is Excalibur Designer metal, you get the gist Sometimes the devil need therapist [Bridge] So, call the therapist, I think I need one Call the therapist, I think I need one Call the therapist, I think I need one Call the therapist, I think I need one [Interlude] I don't want to kill them yet, in Hell we don't have Internet LSD, my brain so free, please brand me with your cigarettes [Verse 2] Ayy, sneak in the bushes, I hope you overlookin' All these officers crooked, I make 'em swallow my urine (Oh, right?) Anarchy on me, it's tatted on my neck, whore (Bitch) Depression all in me, I feel like fuckin' Eeyore (Bitch) And I don't got no paper, I'm finna fuck an e-whore (Bitch) I walk in the bank with tape on my chest, it's C4 (Okay) She archin' her back, my dick makin' her look like Igor (Okay) Pussy wanna hate, I'm shootin' him in a skiboard Bitch, I rock like Metallica, shoot just like Galaga Neck on Canada, high on salvia Nascar the devil, I'm practicin' Black Magic-uh Barrel in my mouth, I'm eatin' the .50 caliber (Ayy) I don't want to kill them yet, in Hell we don't have Internet LSD, my brain so free, please brand me with your cigarettes [Verse 2] Ayy, sneak in the bushes, I hope you overlookin' All these officers crooked, I make 'em swallow my urine (Oh, right?) Anarchy on me, it's tatted on my neck, whore (Bitch) Depression all in me, I feel like fuckin' Eeyore (Bitch) And I don't got no paper, I'm finna fuck an e-whore (Bitch) I walk in the bank with tape on my chest, it's C4 (Okay) She archin' her back, my dick makin' her look like Igor (Okay) Pussy wanna hate, I'm shootin' him in a skiboard Bitch, I rock like Metallica, shoot just like Galaga Neck on Canada, high on salvia Nascar the devil, I'm practicin' Black Magic-uh Barrel in my mouth, I'm eatin' the .50 caliber (Ayy) About Have the inside scoop on this song
This is the third night of protests in Memphis, Tenn.Joe Rondone / The Commercial AppealDevante Hill leads a demonstration outside FedExForum in reaction to the recent death of George Floyd on Friday, May 29, 2020
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