Lyrics
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Intro
Yeah, got the tool on my shoulder
Night vision goggles on my head, like a soldier
Pull up on me pussy, eat a bullet like Roosevelt
Empty the whole clip 'cause I am bipolar, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, PULSE, this shit slaps
Chorus
Yeah, got the tool on my shoulder
Night vision goggles on my head, like a soldier
Pull up on me pussy, eat a bullet like Roosevelt
Empty the whole clip 'cause I am bipolar, yeah
Verse
What the fuck you tryna do to me?
Never seen a pussy who talks shit, fucking pull up on me, yeah
Yeah, I disagree
Grab you by your hair and bury your face in my knee
Make your mother scream, ruin all your dreams
One punch knocks you out, that's a guarantee
I trust nobody, my flows obsolete
Find me laying on the floor off amphetamines, yeah
Fuck you, bitch, you better stay back
Always got the strap, motherfucker, I'm packed
Handing out packs, like I work for UPS
If you meet me you get rocked, that's a bet
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