Fatality

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Yeah, look A lot you rapping mothafuckas can’t even rap tho I be creeping and coming up on the cash flow I ain’t speaking to no one cuz imma asshole Til I’m pulling upon em inside a lambo You ain’t really ready for this axe murder bidness Huh Bonez and Young Wicked Huh Every year we coming’s like Christmas Huh And we coming we bring in the fuckin sickness What And imma leave ya bleeding Imma feed the demons Disturbing the peace I don’t need a reason I murder the beat Release diseases Put them hands up Like u tryna reach for Jesus Don’t nobody move or imma reach for heaters And put alll you mothafuckas 6 feet beneath us All u enemies never can do shit to beat us You don’t wanna admit but ya bitch believe us And this underground shit is life style Imma rock it for the people like an eyebrow Coming out of Colorado bitch I’m finna ride out Killin mas broad day when it’s nice out Bitch I bringing the storm better ring the alarm Ima king he a pawn Better leave me alone And I ain’t wit all of that hoe shit he on They gone learn what it is when I’m bringin em one Fatality Chorus: Fatal, fatal, fatal Dis right here is fatal Grindin for the queso Y’all are soft as play dough And we Fatal, fatal, fatal, fatality Fatal, fatal, fatal, fatality Fatal, fatal, fatal Dis right here is fatal Grindin for the queso Y’all are soft as play dough And we Fatal, fatal, fatal, fatality Fatal, fatal, fatal, fatality Bonez verse: It’s about time to kill someone What the fuck have you all become Shit talkin like you be the one Spit you out like some chewing gum Comin at me would be mental Cuz I’ll put two in your temple Knockin out all of yo dental And it wouldn’t be accidental cuz Bitch you wack I’m bringing it back And put you in yo fuckin place Kano attack Rip out your heart & Punch you in yo fuckin face I’m out on the road You think you is famous bitch you unknown You look hella old but try to be young Nobody believe you do what your told And lock up your home But that won’t stop Bonez already inside Cuz I’m fuckin cold I’m fuckin ya bitch Cuz I got her stoned So Gimme dem chips Cuz I know you fold I be makin that queso What’s with all of the hate ho Making you bleed out the nasal Comin with a warning label cuz I’m Chorus: Fatal, fatal, fatal Dis right here is fatal Grindin for the queso Y’all are soft as play dough And we Fatal, fatal, fatal, fatality Fatal, fatal, fatal, fatality Fatal, fatal, fatal Dis right here is fatal Grindin for the queso Y’all are soft as play dough And we Fatal, fatal, fatal, fatality Fatal, fatal, fatal, fatality