[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
I was all alone
Sitting with the 40 and I get to
Reminiscing, checking message on my phone
As I get to look and seeing what it was, I get to dreaming
Cause it was the b**h and she was saying she was gone!?
Wait, hold up, what you talking 'bout? I must've heard you wrong!
Is you f**ing with a n***a? b**h, I really up and k** him!
Then I get to finding out when I was on the road that you was out there
Being home and bringing n***as 'round my children
(Around my motherf**ing kids?!?!)
b**h, you really got some nerves, like you really never heard
Of the words that I say inside a verse, I will curse you
Nobody f**s around on my emotions
You was thinking it was funny, I will put you in a hearse!
And I made a voodoo doll and it was looking like you, really
But you must think I am silly, I am serious to d**h...
Do us part, don't let me start on all that wicked sh**
I bring the gloom and doom onto you if you ever f**ing left...
Standing over you when you're asleep at night
I'm 'bout to put a knife up in your chest
What you really thought, that you can go and f** a n***a and there'll
Be no repercussion, but you really think you're blessed?
Did you really do the s**? Did he make you cum, get it from the back?
Did you s** his dick, like you do me?
So you got to gobbling, prob'ly with swallowing, f** him and feed him
Now you're wishing that you never knew me
Cause I really f**ing put you in a horror movie
When they ask who hit it, tell them Black Widow did it
f** your life, I'd take it with my hands, if I could
But I really think, I should put a scalpel up in it
And I'm finna just take his Adam's apple and split it
But, if I really did it, then the music is gone
And, I don't want to f** around and lose my career
For a stupid a** b**h, so I put it in a song
But, what about your motherf**ing kids and the stories
They be telling me about the n***as you're s**ing at night?
You be thinking they be sleeping, when they really peeking at you
While you're on your knees, s**ing random n***as' pipes
Walk up in the room, it's your doom, hit the lights
With the twist of my knife, you'll be laying in blood
Brains in my fitted, I remain hella wicked
Put a bullet in my chamber, put a b**h up in the mud
Die slow!
[Outro: Twisted Insane]
He told me that his motherf**in mommy was on her knees
Kissin' this other mans pee pee
b**h i gotta sit here and listen to this type a sh** at night?!
sh**, what type a motherf**in sh** that- the f** is wrong with you b**h? What the f** is wrong with you!?
And you actin like this sh** is all good and sh**, and like this sh** is all non shilant like everything is cool and sh** you know that?
Do you think you can go around and do sh** like this without- motherf**in cussion?
Do you think you can do this type a sh** without-
I'm on a motherf**in roll and this is the type a sh** gotta get when i come home
You a foul a** b**h, I'll take anything in my motherf**in power to come over there and cho- and k** yo' motherf**in a** b**h
You havin all types a random a** n***as around my motherfukin kids?!
AROUND MY KIDS b*tch!?!?!?
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(Die slow....)