TUMMI TUCC Gao the Arsonist
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All these niggas gripping scissors, snipping ribbons at the finish line
Shit is illicit like the strippers getting dick inside
Sick like nose blocked, grinding pillies into skinny lines
Killing bitches often as a business fucking ringing lines
Wringing necks
Bringing next victim under guillotine
Crazy like prescription medication boxes fill the jeans
Challenge and withdraw like chronic smokin' weed off nicotine
Ain't got a leg to stand on, bitch, you're sitting with a millipede
Popping off till im popping, paparazi pop a vein for a pic, vein for a pic (aye)
Sabotage a nigga coming up and patsies offer blame for the shit i didn't do
Been a fool
Ridiculed
Motherfucker
Been a threat first
Church pants wrinkled as the bitch who knit your sweatshirt
Early on i had a firm grip on the scepter
Crown jewels in the breast pocket of my button up
Been barbaric
Since i parroted my mama
Yall acting like you hang up in the barracks, camoflage, nigga
Yall is hiding like a gut at menopause, bitch
Crimson paint the wall like the fucking renaissance
Shit is illicit like the strippers getting dick inside
Sick like nose blocked, grinding pillies into skinny lines
Killing bitches often as a business fucking ringing lines
Wringing necks
Bringing next victim under guillotine
Crazy like prescription medication boxes fill the jeans
Challenge and withdraw like chronic smokin' weed off nicotine
Ain't got a leg to stand on, bitch, you're sitting with a millipede
Popping off till im popping, paparazi pop a vein for a pic, vein for a pic (aye)
Sabotage a nigga coming up and patsies offer blame for the shit i didn't do
Been a fool
Ridiculed
Motherfucker
Been a threat first
Church pants wrinkled as the bitch who knit your sweatshirt
Early on i had a firm grip on the scepter
Crown jewels in the breast pocket of my button up
Been barbaric
Since i parroted my mama
Yall acting like you hang up in the barracks, camoflage, nigga
Yall is hiding like a gut at menopause, bitch
Crimson paint the wall like the fucking renaissance
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