Lil Claymore - Who r u?

When i walk up in this bitch you know that i'm the fuckin best
I must confess
Spend a fuckin check up on my fuckin neck
Bitch i'm always fuckin tired
But you know i'll never rest
And when i tell them how it is they
think i'm speaking dialect
Yo run ya bills
Bitch don't need a pill
Yeah i'm here to kill
Yo girl want me still
We go up the hill like jack and jill
Yeah keep it real
Don't know what to feel
But i'm staying here
You don't listen but you always hear
Yeah i got things to spill
This girl keep on lying to my face
Bitch it ain't your place
What a waste
Kick the bitch up out my crib like
Johnny Cage
Fuckin fake
Not a cook but bitch i'm baked
Not no army bitch this bape
Watch me dodging all these problems that you make
Yeah
Bills
Bitch don't need a pill
Yeah i'm here to kill
Yo girl want me still
We go up the hill like jack and jill
Yeah keep it real
Don't now what to feel
But i'm staying here
You don't listen but you always hear
Yeah i got things to spill
This girl keep on lying to my face
Bitch it ain't your place
What at a waste
Kick the bitch up out my crib like Johnny Cage
Fuckin fake
Not a cook but bitch i'm baked
Not no army bitch this bape
Watch me dodging all these problems that you make
Bitch what's funny
Wrap you like a mummy
Barrel to ya tummy
You're unlucky
You was talking but you keep on running from me
Destucto disk
Spirit bomb my wrist
Yellow like it's piss
Yeah i don't miss
Death note on me bitch i'll put you on the list
Who are you?
No i don't have a clue
This fool keep talking out his drool
You knew i could be fuckin cruel
I do think that i'm fuckin doom
Yeah Yugioh shut up and duel
Your girlfriend screwed me like a tool My wrist look like a fuckin pool
They said you talking i'm like who?

Written by:
Jordan Peters

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