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Zay Dante
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This is your last life
You fucked with the wrong bitch
Make you my child
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes
This is your last life
You fucked with the wrong bitch
Make you my child
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes
This is your last life
You fucked with the wrong bitch
Make you my child
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes
This is your last life
You fucked with the wrong bitch
Make you my child
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes (Bitch)
First of all, this dude got eight baby mommas (damn)
Bet them kids all hate your guts
And bank account don't got no commas
You a monster, face could win a Frankenstein lookalike contest
Scared the doctors on the day you was born
I wish that they dropped you
So we wouldn't have to deal with your bullshit
My problem with you is your entire existence
I wish that your parents hadn't met
Wish your body would be eaten by your pet
And at your funeral your loved ones never wept
You a bum ass bitch
I hate your face, body, brain and your dumbass fits
You aren't deserving of love
You should call life quits
Genuinely I think we're better off if you don't exist
And when you walk in a room
Everyone gets pissed
Someone call Doctor Ally Louks because you smell like shit (sorry Doc)
Man can I tell you why I hate this dumb hoe real quick
He got the nerve to show his ugly face around my clique
And yeah, it makes me sick
And yeah I cut the beat off so you can hear me
So put me on speaker I got a message for your family
Yo' mama's ugly (yeah)
Yo' dad is bummy (mhm)
The genes that you're sharing should be erased, it's disgusting
Disintegrate em' all
Make sure they never come again (yeah)
Like everyone you sleep with
They leave disappointed (hah)
And yeah I'm judgemental
Because I think it's mental that everybody here acts like
This fool is some kinda genius (No)
He's a tool (Yo)
He's a poser and a liar
And I hope that he -
And one day y'all gon' see why my hate justified
Motherfucker
This is your last life
You fucked with the wrong bitch
Make you my child
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes
This is your last life
You fucked with the wrong bitch
Make you my child
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Hol' up
Remember what it says in Bible, Zay
"Thou shalt not take revenge against a rival", Zay
You going down a dark path so just watch your place
Maybe take it easy on him
Fuck that, okay
I done let niggas step on me my whole life
Took the high road
But that shit was a tough drive
Whole time I could've slid on em'
But I held mine
Just for them to fuck my friends over
Now it's my time (fuck it)
You niggas ain't like mine
I got real ones around me
Yeah, it's an organic vibe
You niggas be praying to a fake
You a dick rider
I'm popping, I know it hurts to see the life you could be living
Instead you chose the dirt underneath my feet
And every girl you was with wanted to be with me (vroom)
You flexin' diamonds on the 'gram
While your soul's empty
You hate yourself, you insecure
Yeah, sip that tea
Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, yeah that's you, plus three (pussy)
And I want you to hit back
Let the world come see
Cause I can empty the clip
Let all the shots run free
But you don't even have a talent that competes with me
So I guess we gon' see how I
Stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
And yeah I got enough for the verse three
Feed your body to the wolves
Yeah, I know they thirsty
And imma be on your ass
'til we out our thirties
Niggas gon' learn quick
Not to fuck with me
Yeah that's some real shit
This is your last life
You fucked with the wrong bitch
Make you my child
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes
This is your last life
You fucked with the wrong bitch
Make you my child
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass (Don't do it to him Zay!)
Imma stomp that ass
(This is your last life)
(Don't do it to him Zay!)
(You fucked with the wrong bitch)
Imma stomp that ass
Make you my child
(Don't do it to him Zay!)
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes
Imma stomp that ass
(This is your last life)
(Don't do it to him Zay!)
(You fucked with the wrong bitch)
Imma stomp that ass
Make you my child
(Don't do it to him Zay!)
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes
This is your last life
You fucked with the wrong bitch
Make you my child
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes
This is your last life
You fucked with the wrong bitch
Make you my child
Yeah, imma claim you on my taxes
Bitch
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