Lil Claymore - You think you know me?

Bitch made
Cause you're bitch made!
All you wanna do is fucking talk
Cause you're bitch made
Know who love to speak?
You should talk to my AK
Hanging out the window spinning out
Like a Beyblade
While your bitch going down on me
Call it mayday
Bitch i got the camo up on me
Cause it's fucking bape
Bitches hit my phone up wanna link
Cause they think it's fate
Tell em i don't need more stupid problems in my fucking brain
Shinigami demons tryna come and make me go insane
.45
Suicide
Bitch i ain't a afraid to die
I was right
You a lie
Bitch i saw it with my eyes
Born like North side
But ATL is where i ride
We outside
Don't hide
I know you ain't fucking blind
Comme des garçon
Wear the hearts on my sleeve
I can't ever fall in love
Everything has to leave
She just want the fucking money
I just want the fucking dreams
And i'm all on my own yeah i don't got a team
Come and try to catch my fade
I'll just hit you with the blade
Fresh up in my Loius suit
Sharper then a razor blade
Here to put you in your place
Got that Drum mag on my K
I don't wear no Jimmy Choos
Wearing Gucci everyday
Speeding but still show up late
All y'all get the fuck away
I just wanna be by myself
Out here like a castaway
I'm so high might die today
Everyday is Saturday
All you fuckers making problems
While I'm out here making bank
Step inside the Hellcat
But your bitch want in the back
Told that girl I'm fine with it but she goin get attached
I ain't tryna stay wit her, goin park and get the tap
After I'm all done i tell this bitch get off my lap uh
Think i'm on a kill streak
Someone come and check my stat
Rolling up to stay ok yeah I gotta take a drag
Talking bout the Mustang
Drive it like it's on a track
Empty out your pockets or i'll make you read a couple mags
Bitch i got my Dunks on
I will stomp a pussy out
Broly with the fists huh
Knock ya teeth out of ya mouth
I got so much water on me
Bitch i never heard of drought
Highest in the galaxy
I can see above the clouds
Run up
When it's
Demon
Time
You know
That i'm
Down to
Ride
Got the
Stick out
By my
Side
50 cal will
Blow your
Mind
.45
Suicide
Bitch i ain't a afraid to die
I was right
You a lie
Bitch i saw it with my eyes
Born like North side
But ATL is where i ride
We outside
Don't hide
I know you ain't fucking blind
Comme des garçon
Wear the hearts on my sleeve
I can't ever fall in love
Everything has to leave
She just want the fucking money
I just want the fucking dreams
And i'm all on my own yeah i don't got a team

Written by:
Jordan Peters

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