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(What bitch? What bitch?) (Yeah it's motherfuckin' Scale$ bitch, yeah) (Motherfuckin' Scale$) (Scale$ bitch, what) What bitch? Yeah I'm always on that fuck shit Always on that I don't wanna talk and I don't love bitch Fuck this, I don't even wanna fuck bitch Suck dick, and that pistol make you run quick Uh, shit Yeah, I got a whole drum bitch Gut a whole in 'yo little cunt Imma sus bitch Fuck on 'yo bitch Make you watch, you a cuck bitch Givin' you the middle finger While you filmin' (Oh shit) (Bitch) It's the mothafuckin' dust It's the vibe, it's the curse It's the birth of the disgust It's the live, it's the first Of the month give me my turn (Burn) Burnin' on 'yo bitch snortin' The ashes through the urn Make you squirm from my name You not heard about this hurt You not heard about the black soul connected to his nerves Gettin' messages from Satan, he's just waitin' till you learn How to make a bunch of money, then I'm robbin' you for yours (Ya, ya, ya, ya) Y'all be snortin' on the trout bro In the streets shootin' coke, and still rockin' South Pole Y'all ain't been about it and 'yo mans can't help Not like you bought a fuckin' bulletproof brand-named belt Hit 'yo girl in the booty, I ain't need to make a movie This that drive-thru, Yelp review and y'all can't even shoot me Do not know who scheduled you and all them grouper lookin' groupies I be really shootin' all the fuckin' Uzis who you foolin'? One thing 'fore I go all y'all mothafuckin' suck dick Middle finger to the sky and 'yo God I'm like fuck this What bitch? Yeah I'm always on that fuck shit Always on that I don't wanna talk and I don't love bitch Fuck this, I don't even wanna fuck bitch Suck dick, and that pistol make you run quick Uh, shit Yeah, I got a whole drum bitch Gut a whole in 'yo little cunt Imma sus bitch Fuck on 'yo bitch Make you watch, you a cuck bitch Givin' you the middle finger While you filmin' (oh shit) (Bitch, what the fuck?) (Jesus, oh my God) (On that fucked shit) (495 bitch, you already fuckin' know what it is)