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aye what up ruthless

this nigga done got jealous

he acting all rough

bitch you think u tough

bitch ill run yo fade make sure there aint no witness

i dont think ur MCruthless

i think ur MCpoopless

MCdickless

My bitch ballin' to the Maya Moore's, yes

you see when i diss you in a rap i aint spitting no rhymes i over here plotting yo death

take yo last Breath

cause this the last verse u can read before you become extinct

yo death is my quickest instinct

dont worry ill have your momma read the rest at yo funeral

i dont get mad bitch i get equal

look lets just face it you got a lil dick

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

if you aint gonna run it why you throwing shade

you just mad cause my girl got that ass

and im always gonna smash bitch i aint pass

so you wont get a chance

Check my bank account, got racks on racks on racks

i came from the deepest holes in hell

I was at the XXL just trying to excel

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell