[Chorus: Karm The Tool]
I don't give a fuck, what do I say?
I can run up on them any fucking day
I see a fucker, let me grab my blade
I see a fucking problem with my fade
Get too much, we can flip the next day
I ain't scared, I'm my own fucking [?]
Ain't fuck her but you know that she insane
Try to hang with a bitch, she sang

[Verse 1: arloo]
They said I wouldn't [?]
Talking all that shit, I would've [?]
Try to hang with us but I don't really hang with waves
Trying to be like me but lil' boy we are not the same

Feel like I’m a barber when I’m running up a fade
[?] scared when we switching up these lanes
Posted up and call me, now we keep a fucking blade
Run up on him 'cause he was talking on the gang

If he talkin', make him wet
Fuck the [?] I've been off the fucking ket
I've been worried 'bout my phone so I stabbed my fucking friend
He was talkin' 'till his t-shirt turned red
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