$liM HiLL - I Feel Like Chuck In The 80's

Check my signal bitch
I guess you didn't hear me coming through
EP ship from Germany you fuckers never had a clue,
Juice the sends
Cuz you know I like to sendemup
AR like inferno pissin flames
You get that tummy tucked
I feel like Chuck up in the 80's mane
Hurdle all you fuckers
Play these bitches like they is a game
Think I need some structure
They all hate who I became
Snorting pills I'm numb to shame
I just changed my fucking name
Strike the match ignite the flame
Strike the match and light em up
Ammo crates so fucking heavy I can't even pick em up
Pussies from the eastern shore so deep I cannot dig em up
Grab my fucking Stag and show these fuckers how we Sendemup
I don't need no vest
Hollow chest give me a rest
Before you even pull up pussy boy I'm calling EMS
Talking shit y'all fucking chirping like you live inside a nest
He a junky
He bum
But yo bitch still showing me breast
What a mess
Two foam cups from ACT they got me leaning over
Running through the pool call me a fairy
I'm collecting molars
I got a AR with a filter fucking say it slower
That boy was low but fuck he could've got a little lower
It's that Cub Scout
Ready to get his guns out
Trapping from west to east
Product for free
It got me feeling like a thug now
on a come down
Why them fucking guns loud
AK so expressive
Like you mispronounced it's pronouns
I'm fucking rolling
With no control
Like I need a proctor
Spinning down the block with the chop
Like I was a helicopter
Shooters proven ruthless
I conduct em like I'm made of copper
Bitch I'm made from honor
From squalor to family man a father

Written by:
Tyler Hill

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