[Intro]
Syringe

[Verse 1: Original God]
I put on for my city
Break like Houston, Whitney
Ball like Britney
She just hit me, I don't really care what you think
She'll get me black Anime hair and they stop to stare
I don't have a problem, know she gots a problem, hoping she just keeps it down

[Chorus: Original God]
All alone, don't pick up the phone
Feel it through my bones
I got too many problems
Leave 'em all at home
I'm all alone, don't pick up the phone
Feel it through my bones
I got too many problems
Leave 'em all at home
I break like sticks and stones

[Verse 2: Ghostie]
Bitch, I was bullied ever since I was a kid
But yo' man don't care, aight now
If he talking shit words won't hurt me
I'ma grab a fucking ratchet, I'ma lay you down
Hey, hey
I had a lotta time to think to myself
Hey, hey
Now I hate you niggas and I'm gonna give you hell
Hey, hey
I don't give a shit 'cause a nigga living it out
Hey, hey
Can't you fucking tell? I just want the money
Quick fast in my hand
Tryna get the cash and dodge
I don't like y'all and y'all don't like me
It's okay, I'ma still kick your ass
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