Whoo do you think I am, bitch?
If you start to run, go break a leg, I'll call the ambulance
Whoo you better scram, bitch I'll murder your mother, you best call the
Cops, oh I hear the sirens Brother, oh brother, I'm making another, I gotta end with your sister
Cause I'm popular, better duck boy, I'll pop at ya
Paw Patrol, got my little dog and he'll bite at ya
Ay, bitch I'm a runner, I'll gun you down while
Putting my dick in your mother
Whoo do you think I am, bitch?
Tell that bitch I got a headshot (headshot)
I'm such a bad cunt (bad cunt)
Man, you're dead, I call that brain rot (brain rot)
Tell that bitch I got a headshot
I'm such a bad cunt Man, you're dead, I call that brain rot
So girl I miss you, like the drugs I mis-use I drug abuse domestically while I'm thinking
So I'm the issue? Girl I need a tissue So I'll sit and admit that I just f*ckin' miss you
On me, I put that on me
On me, yeah I put that on me
On me, yeah I put that on me
On me, yeah I put that on me
Now I found that I'm the issue
Don't wanna put it on god, I wanna bless you
I swear to God, I hate the way that he treats you
He's just trying to get close so that he can f*ck you
On me, yeah I put that on me On me, yeah I put that on me
On me, yeah I put that on me On me, yeah I put that on me
On me, yeah I put that on me On me