Bitch, I got some problems, leave the snakes in the jar (What?) All these pussies talk, but they will never walk the walk I'm pulling up, leave 'em dust My blade all I need to trust Felt the rain too many times, it's time to watch me turn to rust
Pop, pop, pop, pop 'til they drop I love to watch and I can't stop this Way past saving, awful maybe You just made my opp list So much pressure on my shoulders, I just need some peace for once I might snap, so back up slowly Oh my God, I'm choking I'm like, "Fuck, what you want, bitch?" You ain't shit, watch you run without warning Just another coward, my presence make you cower My breath is on your throat, another soul I will devour
Bitch, I got some problems, leave the snakes in the jar (What?) All these pussies talk, but they will never walk the walk I'm pulling up, leave 'em dust My blade all I need to trust Felt the rain too many times, it's time to watch me turn to—Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
