SURGE

Yea my life feeling worthless

Stomach full of bourbon

You take a ****ing shot mother****er

I'll leave you in the dirt trick

I got my ****ing homie

Flying out from the Berwick

I hit the ****ing bong now

I'm feeling like i'm worth it

Life finna work mother****er

I'm finna really swerve mother****er

I'm changing up my style mother****er

Don't ask me how I learned it

The blunts in my hand

Filled with PCP I burn this

You charging for a feat

But boy I see you don't deserve mother****er

I'm sippin' in the East hoe

Let me breathe doe

I'm smoking all week tho

She suckin' on my peehole

I flip her head back, blow her brains out

Cut her ****ing neck, 'slice a b***h'

Show her ****ing rib cage

Flippin' a ****ing on my lap

Riding my ****ing and she kissing my back

Smoking these drugs and I'm killing the rats

I been poured up for weeks

And it just feels like death

She say she love everything about me but I got sum doubt

How you gone say dat knowin' when you blowin' on my ****ing

That you gonna have all my kids in ya mouth

And you still spit em out

Imma ****ing smack a b***h

I'm fed up wit this ****ing I be burnin' through every zip

Imma tell ya how it is and I ain't ever gave a ****

Unless ya stupid or ya dumb straight teeth no gums

Knock ya teeth out

And then I'll then I'll make ya sum denters

I want it feelin' like some heaven when my lil **** enters

Suck until there's nothin' like a ****in' dementor

Then I won't feel ****in' I won't have no temper