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[verse i: losxr]
got the motherf-cking pistol in my hand
i’m staring in the barrel
always wishing i was f-cking dead
my mind in a spiral
9-1-1 showed up wondering who made the dial
i’m just another f-cking error ain’t no trial
geek showed up askin “what it do?”
residue—resin from the weed on my ipad oo
getting so high i feel like a pilot the way that flew, i was laced and didn’t have a clue oo

[verse ii: losxr]
all of you motherf-ckers keep hating
and if i said your sh-t was good i was playing, debating on cutting your limbs one by one with machete, turn you into spaghetti
f-cking all of these ladies, while i’m rolling a joint so i can try and get faded, problems always escalating

[verse iii: losxr]
ducking all of these hoes
i can’t even f-ck with em so i’m ducking em
they look at me with that “love at first sight” look, and i be stunning them
hit a backflip geek be stunting mane
k!lling these b-tches with a hidden blade like i’m assassin creed
get the motherf-cking mop and clean up looking like a nose bleed, hoe

[verse iv: 19th ward soldier]
k!ll a f-ck boi, f-ck boi wanna talk sh-t
take another f-cking ticket b-tch you gonna be waiting in line for a while, 86 the f-cking sign, plenty reasons just to die, i’m not making it out alive, fight or flight, hit you with a jab you thought it was lightning strike
yaba daba motherf-cking doo
see my name is on my shoes
like i make merchandise
but they just mine, i customized
dumb b-tch wanna give me head
and i told her not in public
now she yapping bout this and that like quit switching up the subjects, hoe

[verse v: 19th ward soldier]
chucking the blunt, i’m smoking that stuff until my high buffed, all of these hoes cuffed
woke up in the tub, my body so numb
from filling my lungs, from all of da blunts
swerving my lane cause i hit da junt
why the f-ck does a b-tch gotta be a c-nt?
smoke be shining bright from light of da sun
im the third but will always be the one

[verse vi: 19th ward soldier]
flip a coin—it doesn’t mater cause geek is still pimpin at the end of the day!
im f-c-k-e-d to the u-p geek
we are not the same, your feigning for nicotine im feigning for green b to the u to the d

- fckedupgeek

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