Seira - FAKE DRUGS
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{Seira}
Bust out the clip
Dug out your ribs
Don't give a fuck, never trust, doubt a bitch
Out of luck, place your bets
Better duck, claim your set
Got a 40 in the holster if you wanna talk shit
Come and say some
You a pussy and a fake not a day one
You're a bitch you admit you're a scum
You can play thug
Now I'm going fucking crazy from the fake drugs
{LXXIV}
They some fake gods, but they talking like the man huh?
That’s the perfect way to go end up a phantom
EVP, hearing all the screams in the afterlife
Go and mourn the loss, put his picture under candle light
I’ll blow out the fire cause I want smoke
Choppa hit ya mans the reaper he wears a coat
Walking down the path he’s slitting up every throat
Looking for the motherfucker that act like he know the most
On my waist line always keep shit I can blow
I’m on FaceTime with yo bitch she a fucking hoe
She want me to buy her things, guess you fuckin broke
Time equals money so I’m staying at the sto
Back in the stu rapping my ass off
You know shit is real when I go and take mask off
I jus had a premonition, it’s you on the asphalt
I just got another victim, made 'em fuckin ragdoll, bitch
{Seira}
Fake drugs, now I'm fucking passing out
I'll do anything to get some fucking clout
Shut the fuck up and zip your mouth
Imma buck the fuck up you have no doubts
That Imma kill shit
I'm that fucking hate comment you gotta deal with
I'm a god, you a bitch, you better kneel quick
I can't feel shit
You won't last a fucking day if I'm real pissed
{Seira}
Bust out the clip
Dug out your ribs
Don't give a fuck, never trust, doubt a bitch
Out of luck, place your bets
Better duck, claim your set
Got a 40 in the holster if you wanna talk shit
Come and say some
You a pussy and a fake not a day one
You're a bitch you admit you're a scum
You can play thug
Now I'm going fucking crazy from the fake drugs
{LXXIV}
They some fake gods, but they talking like the man huh?
That’s the perfect way to go end up a phantom
EVP, hearing all the screams in the afterlife
Go and mourn the loss, put his picture under candle light
I’ll blow out the fire cause I want smoke
Choppa hit ya mans the reaper he wears a coat
Walking down the path he’s slitting up every throat
Looking for the motherfucker that act like he know the most
On my waist line always keep shit I can blow
I’m on FaceTime with yo bitch she a fucking hoe
She want me to buy her things, guess you fuckin broke
Time equals money so I’m staying at the sto
Back in the stu rapping my ass off
You know shit is real when I go and take mask off
I jus had a premonition, it’s you on the asphalt
I just got another victim, made 'em fuckin ragdoll, bitch
{Seira}
Fake drugs, now I'm fucking passing out
I'll do anything to get some fucking clout
Shut the fuck up and zip your mouth
Imma buck the fuck up you have no doubts
That Imma kill shit
I'm that fucking hate comment you gotta deal with
I'm a god, you a bitch, you better kneel quick
I can't feel shit
You won't last a fucking day if I'm real pissed