Straight Outta the 69 OCTOBERSFULLMOON

[Intro]
Uh (Ugh)
I really gotta do sum' with this beat, huh
Ayy, skrrt
(Yeah, bro, you got bars)

[Verse]
Don't talk about no shit, your girlfriend 'boutta blow this
Stop acting so wise when you don't even know shit (Damn)
Your GF on some ho shit, these bullets gon' throw shit
Uh, her batty 'bout to get a mowing (Yeah)
My dick's about to get a blowing and a choking
I am the one, bitch, I'm chosen, I lead the path to bread like Moses
I'm straight out the 69, my jacket, I'll pick mine
Don't worry, I'll fit, aight, I been through some shit, aight
I love her, the pussy's a bit tight, do not talk shit 'cause my wrist ice
Yo, I got all these different hoes
'Boutta go on tour, I'ma kill another show
I'ma fuck another ho
And I'ma fuck a hundred mo'
Fuck 12, bitch, and R.I.P. to Mo
All thesе muhfuckers trackin' down the places I go
And I can't feel safе, no, no
Burn down your place, woah, woah