[Verse 1: Swift]
How can I be so rowdy and why I'd stab you
When I can proudly throw a nigga right of a balcony?
You can count on me for poppin' your spouse
And knock the teeth from up out of her mouth
(?)
That I'll follow you out in the Arctic
A street sweeper that'll carve your chest
(?) in a moshpit
It ain't no ballin' here at all bitch
I'm just a ballin' alcoholic and y'all don't get me all of it
You wanna quit, y'all ain't got the heart to accept it
When you drop, how come all of your fans was narcoleptic?
An automatic threat with TEC's
Niggas can step and make a death wish
And you can watch me (?) through your flesh, bitch!
[Verse 2: Kuniva]
You can talk your shit but I ain't gon' budge
'Cause I got somethin' against you
And it ain't no grudge
And you know I'm insane
My verses they split dames
Spit game to head nurses
They give me good brain
And to be specific I'm takin' that frozen liquid
While you're walking from that red light district
I'm a misfit
Listen close
And hear the sounds of snakes hissin'
Look into the barrel and find your face missin'
I'm watching my life go down like I was Christian
I'm a (?) trigger with way from fuckin' prison
And me I'm surrounded by thieves, trees and G's
And we are ready to shoot, just please believe
How can I be so rowdy and why I'd stab you
When I can proudly throw a nigga right of a balcony?
You can count on me for poppin' your spouse
And knock the teeth from up out of her mouth
(?)
That I'll follow you out in the Arctic
A street sweeper that'll carve your chest
(?) in a moshpit
It ain't no ballin' here at all bitch
I'm just a ballin' alcoholic and y'all don't get me all of it
You wanna quit, y'all ain't got the heart to accept it
When you drop, how come all of your fans was narcoleptic?
An automatic threat with TEC's
Niggas can step and make a death wish
And you can watch me (?) through your flesh, bitch!
[Verse 2: Kuniva]
You can talk your shit but I ain't gon' budge
'Cause I got somethin' against you
And it ain't no grudge
And you know I'm insane
My verses they split dames
Spit game to head nurses
They give me good brain
And to be specific I'm takin' that frozen liquid
While you're walking from that red light district
I'm a misfit
Listen close
And hear the sounds of snakes hissin'
Look into the barrel and find your face missin'
I'm watching my life go down like I was Christian
I'm a (?) trigger with way from fuckin' prison
And me I'm surrounded by thieves, trees and G's
And we are ready to shoot, just please believe
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