Vinay - Blur!

Take yo bitch right to In-N-Out
Dick her down
That's what you get when you run your mouth
One-two step
Hit you with the fist
Cross the list
Bitch I feel like Krillin when I pull up with the fucking disc
Tummy rip
That's the least of your concerns
That boy he talking
Oh damn he got some nerve
Pull out the tooly
It's right from my reserves
Get that boy just what he deserves
Holdup
I just got too aggressive
My name in yo throat
Yeah burn you like some acid
Holdup
Imma stomp you against the curb
Bitch I'm busy
Please do not disturb
Huh?
What am I supposed to do?
All fucked up yeah
I don’t t have a clue
She get sticky like some glue
Come right here yeah let me turn you blue
Pussy boy jealous yeah I got the best shorty
They all in a crisis like they turn 40
Cant stay in they lane I might call Tory
Why you acting clueless acting dory
If you wanna be a fish Ill dump your body in the sea
You’ll get the whole story
Stab yo bitch
Taste her inside out
Put her down
Now there’s blood coming out her mouth
One-two step
Hit you with the fist
Write a list
If the demons coming I might slit my wrist
Need no clip
All these leeches are absurd
They keep on hating and think I haven’t heard
Move out my movie or you’ll get fucking blurred
Bitch I know just what I deserve

Written by:
Paulo Vinay

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