Who the f*** want war
fed ex beef straight to your front door
It’ll be a Murder Scene
I’m turning Pink Friday to Friday the 13th

igh t u lil kim clone clown all this lil buffoonery the shit stops now
time for u to lay down i’m sick of the fraud
I put chairs on these bxxx s like a spa massage
we all know yah last name is
what got u a job u use to put together gemiks something like a collage
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This hood sh*t you and Drake ain’t built for
This the same sh*t the other b**ch got killed for