Socorro LeRoux - Magazines

Said I’m feeling like school shooter shooting at the ones that was mad at me

I gotta sore thumb now loading all these shells into magazines

Said I’m feeling like school shooter spare all the ones that wasn’t bad to me

Finna make em feel dumb now, you shoulda read a book instead on magazines

Add me a real bad bitch see her on the cover of a magazine

Bag me a real bad bitch shoot her club up Full magazine

Rollin loud out the half pound see me break it down on the magazine

Rude boi ran bag up now I buy clothes I seen in magazines


Big fish no piranha Ima shark on the come up I ain’t swimming with the little fish (uh uh)

Big stick Ima drummer bring the band if you want it Ima play sumn for you bitch (brrr bah)

Big dick when I fuck her grab her neck when she running gotta make her stay in place bitch (stay here)

Big shit heard them lil nigas mouths they be runnin betta say it my face bitch (yeh yeh)

I said it I mean it you need come here

I set it I’m gettin it you it’s my year

I’m one the best at the top of the tier

I know I’m blessed by the god in the air

I’m not gon let them just talk in my ear

When they know far less than I thought it appears

Bitch I’m the best and I thought it was clear

I bought my best to they party this year

Keep it all the way 1 like 11 and 11

Operating like I was a god I could bless you

I’m the greatest niga puttin on from my section

All the hater getting pushed off of the ledges

Pray to the drip it’s a god in ya presence

Getting to the money like the plate for collection

Flyer den the deacon and the preacher and the reverend

Bitch I’m hot as hell it ain’t no way I’m goin to heaven


Said I’m feeling like school shooter shooting at the ones that was mad at me

I gotta sore thumb now loading all these shells into magazines

Said I’m feeling like school shooter spare all the ones that wasn’t bad to me

Finna make em feel dumb now, you shoulda read a book instead on magazines

Add me a real bad bitch see her on the cover of a magazine

Bag me a real bad bitch shoot her club up Full magazine

Rollin loud out the half pound see me break it down on the magazine

Rude boi ran bag up now I buy clothes I seen in magazines

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