Yeah I got that dog food it's all in my cereal
Girl I ain't no killer but it's getting serial
Sat up and there and told them folks plenty lies on me
If you had to testify you'll lie on me
Asking God why my partner die on me
Tell me how you feel girl I'm tryna vent
A lot of shit on my mind but imma handle it
Niggas sizing up they acting scandalous
Put a nigga down he in ambulance
Zoe him out that bread my pockets fabulous
See this shit different it's getting hectic
Pedal to the floor in that electric
Steering wheel on the right my whip dyslexic
Im just tryna grind for my people them
You don't got no demons if you ain't seeing em
Niggas claim they solid ain't no G in them
You from the suburbs that hood shit masquerade
Beat that choppa up trigger masturbate
I was really thinking if they felt the pain
But imma flip the pain with that Mary Jane
Momma ask me why I been keeping quiet
Almost wrecked out tryna catch a body
Dawg taking perky but he serving molly
Good gas a rancher dope gone have you jolly
Speaking down on names it's coincidental
But imma let you feel me on this instrumental
Jumpman in these denims it ain't incidental
Sk8cujo - Serial Freestyle Lyrics
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Yeah I got that dog food it's all in my cereal
Girl I ain't no killer but it's getting serial
Sat up and there and told them folks plenty lies on me
If you had to testify you'll lie on me
Asking God why my partner die on me
Tell me how you feel girl I'm tryna vent
A lot of shit on my mind but imma handle it
Niggas sizing up they acting scandalous
Put a nigga down he in ambulance
Zoe him out that bread my pockets fabulous
See this shit different it's getting hectic
Pedal to the floor in that electric
Steering wheel on the right my whip dyslexic
Im just tryna grind for my people them
You don't got no demons if you ain't seeing em
Niggas claim they solid ain't no G in them
You from the suburbs that hood shit masquerade
Beat that choppa up trigger masturbate
I was really thinking if they felt the pain
But imma flip the pain with that Mary Jane
Momma ask me why I been keeping quiet
Almost wrecked out tryna catch a body
Dawg taking perky but he serving molly
Good gas a rancher dope gone have you jolly
Speaking down on names it's coincidental
But imma let you feel me on this instrumental
Jumpman in these denims it ain't incidental
Girl I ain't no killer but it's getting serial
Sat up and there and told them folks plenty lies on me
If you had to testify you'll lie on me
Asking God why my partner die on me
Tell me how you feel girl I'm tryna vent
A lot of shit on my mind but imma handle it
Niggas sizing up they acting scandalous
Put a nigga down he in ambulance
Zoe him out that bread my pockets fabulous
See this shit different it's getting hectic
Pedal to the floor in that electric
Steering wheel on the right my whip dyslexic
Im just tryna grind for my people them
You don't got no demons if you ain't seeing em
Niggas claim they solid ain't no G in them
You from the suburbs that hood shit masquerade
Beat that choppa up trigger masturbate
I was really thinking if they felt the pain
But imma flip the pain with that Mary Jane
Momma ask me why I been keeping quiet
Almost wrecked out tryna catch a body
Dawg taking perky but he serving molly
Good gas a rancher dope gone have you jolly
Speaking down on names it's coincidental
But imma let you feel me on this instrumental
Jumpman in these denims it ain't incidental
Writer: Aaron Williams
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