Draws

Uh (Haha) I fucked your bitch, right, and then like, uh (shit) I don't know what she was on (Shit, hold on, my phone ringin') (Alright, ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy) Awoo Blood on the walls (Bitch) No, you can't have your bitch, my dick in her jaw (Goddamn) That fuckboy talking, it smells like shit in his draws (Okay) I got no problems, you get police involved (Yeah, yeah) Insomniac, blood on the walls No, you can't have your bitch, my dick in her jaw (Fuck you) That fuckboy talking, it smells like shit in his draws (Agh) I have no problems, you get police involved (Agh, agh) Insomniac How many times I gotta say I do not give a shit? Stab 'em in the throat, I can't understand all that gibberish Yeah, sorry that I can't be like all of you fucking simpletons I am your God and now it's time for your discipline Boy, you're sippin' 'Tussin and can't even tell the difference Listen to my music, you probably could take a shit in it Ever since a jit I ain't never picture me fitting in Your shit all the same but my lane is never a hit-or-miss Mayday, think this fake fucker bitch made (okay) Run away, cut his face with a switchblade Liu Kang, learn this shit from my sensei (Agh) What a shame, who's safe from catching this fade? (Bitch) Seven Swordsmen, I came up out the mist, ayy Nascar Aloe, A.K.A. fix my membrane, uh When I walk in a place I fixate, uh New age Sid Vicious, finna dictate (Yeah, yeah) Blood on the walls (Bitch) No, you can't have your bitch, my dick in her jaw (my dick) That fuckboy talking, it smells like shit in his draws (Okay) I got no problems, you get police involved (Yeah, yeah) Insomniac, blood on the walls No, you can't have your bitch, my dick in her jaw (Fuck you) That fuckboy talking, it smells like shit in his draws (Agh) I have no problems, you get police involved (Agh, agh) Insomniac