Fukkit & Dutchman - Mincemeat

.45 stand tall leave ya ass 6 feet
Short nigga die long should of never dissed me
Google Chrome that username
And check my fucking history
Guaranteed you sending shots I guarantee they miss me
Niggas trynna cook beef I'm hungry for that mincemeat I keep a cannon on me perfect picture when yo ship sink
Hope that make it click for you ain't no need for click bait I know it must be difficult to promo all them mistakes
Damn that was a mistake, I really meant yo mix tape
She gonna gimme noggin while I autograph her tits, face
Flow like water fall it always spills into its fixed shape
I might need a ski mask cause I'm taking all yo shit away

Whats that up my sleeves
Disillusion and confusion
Death grips on my knees
Don't be stupid keep it moving
Hut cadet at ease
My whole fan base like a unit
Trigger pull then squeeze
Bloody pulp all natural juicing
Slide on you like roller skates that's cut up ice yo rollie fake I memorize your license plate have intel locate your estate
Where yo family stay
Watch y'all separate
While I demonstrate
This whole torture chamber
Bounded to your family circle triangulate all emotion locked yo cap like keyboard frozen stop you in them tracks you posted
That's yo family's fate
Watch y'all separate
Boy you bantamweight
Disappear like phantoms aye

Written by:
Alexander Pires

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