Fiend

Song

Fiend

Sinizter · Diatribe · 2018 · 1:56

Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I thought that you was in my corner, but you showed me you a ho I ain't even got no rep for you, quit blowin' up my phone If I pick it up on accident then you gon' get the tone I know you still bump my music, I am always on your dome Bitch, please, get the fuck out of my face Get these weirdos from up out of my way Me apologizing? That'd be the day That I go crazy and start catchin' a case But I see an angle, I can still get you wet through your rain coat If you think I'm a slave to the game, I'ma break Out these chains and beat on you like Django But I'm just tryna chill right now 'Cause I'm really tryna build right now Tell your homie he should chill right now Why you eatin' all the pills right now? 'Cause I'm tryna go up, I ain't got no time to slow up Off this rap shit, I'm tryna blow up When I get that bag, I'll be stashin' the cash in the cut Hit the mall and start actin' a nut You too damn gangsta Always mean muggin' with your banger Like somebody really tryna shank ya Motherfucker, you are not in danger We just came in here to turn the party up Start a mosh pit and pick a shawty up You get out of hand and they gon' bar ya up What I meant to say is they will call ya bluff You lil' bitch, ayy

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