[Chorus]
I aim my pistol at your heart
(Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
That's how I know it's really beating
(Back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
I was your band-aid at the start
(I'm back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
But now I'd rather see you bleeding
(I'm back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael wh—)
[Verse 1]
Back on my bullshit
Pull up on you, white Beamer, that's Cool Whip
Bitches seem him, they screaming, they drool quick
Colosseums, I see 'em, my tour shit
Got me thinking like, I ain't got love in my heart
For nobody that ain't got love from the start
My stepfather text me and told me that mama died
Ain't have the balls for a call
Now he just taking the house and the wealth
Keep the life insurance bread for himself
Had the nerve to move a bitch in the house
And told grandma and grandpa he kicking 'em out
[Chorus]
I aim my pistol at your heart
(Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
That's how I know it's really beating
(Back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
I was your band-aid at the start
(I'm back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
But now I'd rather see you bleeding
(Back on my bullshit, Michael what? I'm back on my bullshit, Michael)
I aim my pistol at your heart
(Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
That's how I know it's really beating
(Back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
I was your band-aid at the start
(I'm back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
But now I'd rather see you bleeding
(I'm back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael wh—)
[Verse 1]
Back on my bullshit
Pull up on you, white Beamer, that's Cool Whip
Bitches seem him, they screaming, they drool quick
Colosseums, I see 'em, my tour shit
Got me thinking like, I ain't got love in my heart
For nobody that ain't got love from the start
My stepfather text me and told me that mama died
Ain't have the balls for a call
Now he just taking the house and the wealth
Keep the life insurance bread for himself
Had the nerve to move a bitch in the house
And told grandma and grandpa he kicking 'em out
[Chorus]
I aim my pistol at your heart
(Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
That's how I know it's really beating
(Back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
I was your band-aid at the start
(I'm back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?)
But now I'd rather see you bleeding
(Back on my bullshit, Michael what? I'm back on my bullshit, Michael)
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