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Bullet In The Head

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Smoke that shit till my eyes turn red, The only way to stop me is a bullet in the head, Like im back from the dead Pussy put that pretty boy I just fucked Right to sleep, Second that he's snorin' Take his wallet and his keys, And its back to the street going scur-scur in the jeep, Hot box in the wip, but this piffy aint cheap, Who got the keys to oblivion? Mark-ass motherfuckers trickin' in oblivion. Never gettin rid of him, Let the money trickle in, Fuck his brains out once and never touch his dick again. Relentless, cuz my taste is expensive, Lookin' at the world through lanvin lenses, Take everything and they leave no forensic, Yeah I fucked the president, yeah I fucked the president So I know Obama cares pictures on my phone of him chokin on my underwear. A hundred k a week, just to make sure Called it a secret service In person, so scared Why you think I took a break from this shit? On vacation gettin richer than Drake off this shit, Imma drop it like a fuckin box office hit My inbox got a million love letters like I'm Taylor Swift. Smoke that shit till my eyes turn red The only way to stop me is a bullet in the head Like im back from the dead (Ba- ba- back from the dead) Back from the dead (Ba- ba- back from the dead) Smoke that shit till my eyes turn red The only way to stop me is a bullet in the head Like im back from the dead (Ba- ba- back from the dead) Back from the dead (Ba- ba- back from the dead) Drop that ass up like you gettin stabbed in the abdomen. That aint a subwoofer in my trunk rattlin' Just a dumb boy who did somethin' get me mad again. Tied his ass up Then i stabbed him in the abdomen. Got blood all over my new boots Damn these shoes are poly I guess these are gonna burn too. Took care not to get a drop on my top But the thought got me hot So im goin' like "So woo-boo-hoo" Bitch now your boyfriend's missin', You're cry in' while im lyin back click-o-sippin', Feel so different Im the shit and You ain't shit and we both know the difference Hottest anonymous rap bitch in existence, He say for the sake of the cake he goin the distance Im throwin resistance, But if all works out, Yeah I let him hit it. Smoke that shit till my eyes turn red, The only way to stop me is a bullet in the head Like im back from the dead (Ba- ba- back from the dead) Back from the dead (Ba- ba- back from the dead) Smoke that shit till my eyes turn red, The only way to stop me is a bullet in the head Like im back from the dead (Ba- ba- back from the dead) Back from the dead (Ba- ba- back from the dead) (Ba- ba- back from the dead) (Ba- ba- back from the dead)