[Verse 1: Tom MacDonald]
Y'all don't want it with me, all of the homies are shooters
That's the FBI hackin' in all my computers
I drink booze and I get stupid, shoot you in your heart like Cupid
Dude, it's just like Eminem said in that song, "I just lose it"
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, I'm the one that y'all should be afraid of
P-p-p-p-poppin' y'all with shots from my helicopter with chain guns
Biggest current independent rapper in the game, 'cause
P-p-p-p-poppin' like mixin' vodka with pain drugs
Woah, man, I swear to God I'm on a roll
Got these rappers lookin' at me thinkin' "#Goals"
Man, I run it, begun it with nothin', I summoned all of the
Blood and guts in my stomach to get a dub and become this
The boy's cold, better get some cocoa when a cold
Put a hundred fifty thousand 'round my neck, my chest is froze
I kill it like the hitmen that work for Hillary Clinton
When the witness finds her emails that'll get her sent to prison
I'm a big star with some big balls, like
Spit bars and the shit's all tight
Pissed off, I could wiz all night
Rappers think they lit, but the Bic's all mine
[Chorus: Tom MacDonald]
I really do this, I hear the rumors, I'm goin' stupid
(One million flame emojis)
I really made it, ain't gonna waste it, I'm goin' crazy
(One million flame emojis)
Sheesh! Baby, can I get a rest in peace?
Maybe someone should call the police, 'cause geez
Like we gonna cook up all the beef like
(One million flame emojis)
Y'all don't want it with me, all of the homies are shooters
That's the FBI hackin' in all my computers
I drink booze and I get stupid, shoot you in your heart like Cupid
Dude, it's just like Eminem said in that song, "I just lose it"
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, I'm the one that y'all should be afraid of
P-p-p-p-poppin' y'all with shots from my helicopter with chain guns
Biggest current independent rapper in the game, 'cause
P-p-p-p-poppin' like mixin' vodka with pain drugs
Woah, man, I swear to God I'm on a roll
Got these rappers lookin' at me thinkin' "#Goals"
Man, I run it, begun it with nothin', I summoned all of the
Blood and guts in my stomach to get a dub and become this
The boy's cold, better get some cocoa when a cold
Put a hundred fifty thousand 'round my neck, my chest is froze
I kill it like the hitmen that work for Hillary Clinton
When the witness finds her emails that'll get her sent to prison
I'm a big star with some big balls, like
Spit bars and the shit's all tight
Pissed off, I could wiz all night
Rappers think they lit, but the Bic's all mine
[Chorus: Tom MacDonald]
I really do this, I hear the rumors, I'm goin' stupid
(One million flame emojis)
I really made it, ain't gonna waste it, I'm goin' crazy
(One million flame emojis)
Sheesh! Baby, can I get a rest in peace?
Maybe someone should call the police, 'cause geez
Like we gonna cook up all the beef like
(One million flame emojis)
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