[glaive, ]
Chosen
[?], he-he
Ditto, I'm a clone, I feel like Mimikyu
And my momma always say, "Don't let it get to you"
And I make 'em really mad, not what I'm meant to do
Sorry if it wasn't what I'm meant to do
Ditto, I'm a clone, I feel like Mimikyu
And my momma always say, "Don't let it get to you"
And I make 'em really mad, not what I'm meant to do
Sorry if it wasn't what I'm meant to do
Walk into the bank, yeah, I'm cashing in a check
Got a blade and I'm aiming for the neck
Claiming you can dress, but you wearing Nike tech
Sitting in my room, pouring lines on the tech
Tell me what would I do
If I was stuck with you?
Living life from out your shoes
Kill myself on interviews
Feeling funny, yeah, we used to be some homies
But I guess under the skin, there's a phony
Bitch, you know I keep them tags, keep 'em closely
I got eyes in the back of my head, you can't fool me
(No, you? You really can't)
Heard you wanna talk
I keep a Glock
No, I do not knock
I keep it back in the interlock
Bitch, I let it pop
Did I say you could fucking talk?
Ditto, I'm a clone, I feel like Mimikyu
And my momma always say, "Don't let it get to you"
And I make 'em really mad, not what I'm meant to do
Sorry if it wasn't what I'm meant to do
Ditto, I'm a clone, I feel like Mimikyu
And my momma always say, "Don't let it get to you"
And I make 'em really mad, not what I'm meant to do
Sorry if it wasn't what I'm meant to do