Cocoa OCTOBERSFULLMOON

*Lyrics from Snippet*

[Verse 1]
Top what I do now; it'd get topped with a new style
You know I only ever do miles
And I think I got the flu, wow
I'm finna die soon, get shot like high noon
This my life, and my rules
Shoot a fucker, bye, fool
Lookin' like a white JME—got a doo-rag on my head
I'ma lose that on the feds
Fuck it, do her in the bed
I'ma shoot her in the head
Send a shooter—Triple X
Send my shooter to your Greggs
Pull up Hooter's, nothin' left
So I shoot up, I infest
Your chests with bullets from my killin' machine
I been buildin' machines
I'm finna fill them with lеan
I'm finna kill them with team
I'm in the building, my G
How do you not know what I mеan?
They say my headwear so clean
Man; I'm finna lose it tonight
I fucked that bitch 'fore two fights
Happened in the cute night
Except that ain't a cute night
'Cause we fought 'til our boots slide
Off the chimney, and the roof, I
Wanna send apologies, but fuck you
I hope the Devil cooks you
This one big middle finger to the bitch who ruined my life
You ruined my life, I hope you die in the night
You got me cryin' out my eyes
I wish I was feelin' some vibes
But I feel like I died
Goodbye, this is truly goodbye