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PERFORMING ARTISTS
KAMAARA
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Creed
Composer
Cameron Harrell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler Creed
Producer
Lyrics
Qu-Qu-Qu-Qu-Qu-Quit the acting
Reach and wield the stick expose the lead and start subtracting
I can see your plotting for yourself, and bitch I've had it
Bitch I've had it, all your toxins fill the air
Everyone just plays along, but I can't help
But fuckin' stare upon the cost that it put on myself
Looking out for others, while it drains my mental health
Hear me out, fuck your cell, fuck your wealth
Fuck yo' bitch and fuck yourself
I don't ever need nobody I can get it by myself
Why you try comparing me to you when there's a difference?
Copy all my shit but we all know that I'm the genesis
If I'm еver starting shit believе that imma finish it
Ain't nobody stopping me, I'm thriving through the tension bitch
Write a couple sentences and make a stack in minutes bitch
Now bitches on my dick and shit and sending naked images
Sounding like an idiot you talking all that gibberish
Airing out your words we can air em' out like cinnamon
You ain't seen choppas' like this (Okay)
Johnny Dang cover my muhfuckin' wrist (Okay)
Feel like the army when toting these glicks (Okay)
Need some new Prada there's blood on my Ricks (Okay)
Catchy like a lullaby .380 make you sleepy
What's that sound that static, bitch that's me up on the tv
Catch you round these corners, know what's coming like I 3P
Wipe yah whole squad that's a muhfuckin' three piece
Qu-Quit the acting
Reach and wield the stick expose the lead and start subtracting
I can see your plotting for yourself, and bitch I've had it
Bitch I've had it, all your toxins fill the air
Everyone just plays along, but I can't help
But fuckin' stare upon the cost that it put on myself
Looking out for others, while it drains my mental health
Hear me out, fuck your cell, fuck your wealth
Fuck yo' bitch and fuck yourself
I don't ever need nobody I can get it by myself
I just fucked your girlfriend, you thought that she was celibate
I like mouth n' money, everything else just irrelevant
Come here give me brain lil' bitch, let me test your intelligence
Light the world with kerosene, burn it down well to hell with it
Look into the mirror, I betchu' see you a bitch
Needle in my arm, overdosing in front of kids
Fuck the judge and fuck the DA and fuck all the pigs
All you humans sheep, I don't understand how you live
Call the grave digger rusty blade, push it into his liver
Get up, pick your friend up and I send you wit him
Is ya serious do it look like I'm kiddin'
Misses, I got some dick on me you can sit on
Everybody hate me I'm crawling inside my skin
Tip toe in your crib, fuck your night up, just like the Grinch
Fantasize of dropping dead bodies up off a bridge
Don't fuck with you cowards I'll dump your corpse in abyss
Qu-Qu-Qu-Qu-Qu-Quit the acting
Reach and wield the stick expose the lead and start subtracting
I can see your plotting for yourself, and bitch I've had it
Bitch I've had it, all your toxins fill the air
Everyone just plays along, but I can't help
But fuckin' stare upon the cost that it put on myself
Looking out for others, while it drains my mental health
Hear me out, fuck your cell, fuck your wealth
Fuck yo' bitch and fuck yourself
I don't ever need nobody I can get it by myself
Writer(s): Cameron Harrell
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