Warpaint Freestyle
Yeah yeah yeah
Ima stick…
Welcome to my fru…

[Verse 1]
Welcome to my frustration
The only thing I value is time
Which happens to be the same thing these girls love wasting
Know he’s too invested cause it hit me where it hurts the most
My heart’s broke
So I hope these hoes hold a surgeon close
I’m close but I ain't perfect though
Shit why lie
All I got for a bitch is WiFi and birth control
Smoking dope in Old Town
I’m going ghost now
Most the folks the claim they hold down would have you both drown
I bring a gun to my wedding
I’m only one with the weapon
I got a sniper with a scope in case Trump gets elected
My brains rotten off the hash shit
I don’t wanna hash it out
Ask around Errahh done smashed like half the town (stank ass bitch!)
All I know is lit
You got weed roll the shit
Hailing from the city of smoking dip in a stolen whip
Laughin at the older kids (faggot!)
You can’t put me in a box it’ll blow before you open it
Your new shit, sheer trash
You shop out the sears mag
I’m in a (gears mask???)
Throwing tear gas at your weird ass
Khan is wicked
I cut deeper than Gothic bitches
Drunk as fuck never minding all the consequences
Switching to the fast lane
One shot and that’s game
All you fags lame
I declare jihad on the rap game
Covered in war paint
C4 under the North Face
Waiting on the side
Outside of all your tour dates
(He’s on fire!)
[Verse 2]
If I could turn back the hands of time
I’d fuck Amanda Bynes
And fill her pussy up with cans of slime
This bitch grabbed my jeans and put her hand inside
What wait, you wanna suck my dick bitch?
Stand in line
I’m smoking west side like Machiavelli
She look like Machiabelly cause the tatted belly
I pull up to the telly in a hot boxed box Chevy
I don’t wanna fuck ‘cause I fucked already
I’m stuck in between a rock and a hard place
Singing to these hoes and pulling guns out my guitar case
That might be the definition of heartbreak
That might be the reason I’m in this dark place
I’m with the clan and she sus
Someone tell ? we don’t give a fuck who you trust
What’s life without a buzz, man it’s empty as fuck
Tell Tame pour the hennessey up
You ain’t nicer than them faggots that pretend to be us
I’m breaking sweat ‘cause success leaves your enemies stuck
We do not play it safe
They’ll find your face on lost Al Qaeda tapes
I got a grenade that’ll shut down the whole fucking
United States database
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