Chakarra - Anti Child Abuse

This that anti child abuse
I'll rip ya follicle, with diabolical entombing fluid
Ramadan I'm not in it
Columbine I got the tooley
Niggas hate on me because the life I live a fuckin' movie
Got camera camera, get to shooting
High res, four k, no four play
I'll hit you up wit four k's, in four days
Run over shit, no road rage
Whites folks is like is he okay? I'm okay!
I'm getting ready for a show
We about to kill the whole stage
Yo' bitch is at the front
She got her titties in my whole face
I'll slap her wit my dick and now that bitch she ain't got no taste
Ain't banging on you niggas, but the weed it hold bout four trays
You disrespect the squad, we have you missing in bout four days
And if you wanna race me, I can beat you in a slow race
Tell Relly bring the wood, I'm bout to roll me up a whole eight
I started wit a dollar, now a nigga eating whole cakes
We started wit' a dollar, now my motherfucking squad paid
Ain't really wit the drama
Couple commas in my gold safe
And if you got a problem
We can box it out like holy
The field is where I'm at, I'm never hiding
Nigga talk, I got to rob em'
See the cops, I got to dodge em'
Oppositions want that drama
I don't wanna shoot it out, but I will fuck up on yo' mama
What you doin for the clout, she selling pussy for a dollar
I'm a different nigga, I be reading books like I'm a scholar
If I tell my shooters get em, then you know my niggas got em'
I could beat you wit a bat, and blow you up like an piñata
Give a fuck bout Louie, Prada, or about who all been hotter
I will burn you like a STD
Especially if niggas putting dirt up on my name like I'm a fuckin seed!
You fuckin beans! (STUPID BITCH!)

Written by:
Chakarra Johnson

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