Erik the Terror - Fxck It

(Verse)
I’m bout to fuck up some shit
I’m bout to chop up his muhfucking
Then make love to his bxtch
An LIL Nigga please stop playing
I’ll beat yo ass up in front of your kids
Then hop in the chevy
It’s red like cherry
Pull up an I’m poppin your bitch
(Break down)
(Verse2)
Fuck them
They acting like I won’t touch them
My little Niggas with rush them
This AR 15 is a custom
An this lil bitch is from Russia
Putting OG in a Russian
Cream we running it up
Me , I don’t give a fuck
I got your boo
In a crop top giving slop top
In a drop top
You get pop popped
Like a pop tart
Leave you dead in a hotel
Pussy boy ain’t moving weight
You ain’t even got no clientele
Hold up nigga here’s a L
Yo whole life a fairy tale
You ain’t never touched a bell
I’m the shit can you smell?
Henny got me like snail
Thick ass bxtch her ass is real
I got niggas on the corner
In the trenches and in jail
Fucking yo bitch in your house
Then I Roll up on your mail
I got her number off the gram
She gave it up for a gram
Fuck 12 I’m going ham
Beat you stupid ass on cam
My pocket rocket it go blam
My choppa sonic off a tan
I will shoot you and your mans
(Break down)
Fuck what you talking bout
Shoot a nigga change clothes
Then hop in a range rov
Tag team your hoe
Film and call us bang bros
Bruh bruh ?
Why you all in your feelings is this your main hoe?
Fuck it better change hoes
Fuck it get a bank roll
You ain’t gotta slang dope
Extendo make that thang poke
Whip that boy like Django
Choppa make his stupid crusty ass tango

Written by:
Erik Autry

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