Hypothetically, We All Know Where This Is Going Istasha

[Verse 1]
[?]
Tell me to act out shit
Stuck in the cracks, and I cannot redact one bit
But I bite back, better your brace, take the right track
[?] shit

Shame, what did I miss?
That's a wrap, and an end of an opinion don't wanna switch
Straight trash, [?] is just a lightyear away
No just no, give me your phone boy

[Chorus]
Keep attacking, care like you [?] stuff
Refine and revive, gon' put your [?] in a
Day inside suggestions abysmal
Fuck off, regards, I caught you wasted away
Oh wait a second, you're selective with your actions
Acting coffins, start dissecting, acting cost and warm so welcome

[Verse 2]
Oh that's just my receipt (Uh-huh)
No strike, just fast retreat (Yeah)
Come back, don't drag no feet
If you gotta line it, gotta rest it in a peace (Boy)
Oh, combing the tombs like a beast
No perforate and coat unless all of them unpoliced
Dragging it on, strike it pitiful and now, go reset it again