Lyrics

[Verse 1] Yuh American psycho Mix up your shit typo Your dick too small, bye hoe I'm in a bad mood You can try though On my belly Fuck your feelings It ain't making me no money Spray your brains up on the ceiling [Pre-Chorus] You got me fucked up Hit a nigga in the face with nunchucks Bitch I'm on my grizzy Show up at your crib and cut up Run up I just popped an addy fill my cup up Driving on your block me and my niggas We gone cut up [Chorus] Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up Me and my niggas Round the corner with the gun tuck [Verse 2] Nigga sub posting Say what you mean and mean what you say bitch I just caught a wave don't play me bitch I'm bipolar might just hit the switch Steven king I might just haunt your shit Not wrapped to tight don't think you know me trick Fuck you good then chop ya fucking dick I'm sensitive don't play I'll fucking flip [Pre-Chorus] You got me fucked up Hit a nigga in the face with nunchucks Bitch I'm on my grizzy Show up at your crib and cut up Run up I just popped an addy fill my cup up Driving on your block me and my niggas We gone cut up [Chorus] Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up bitch Run up Me and my niggas Round the corner with the gun tuck