Correction Lyrics autopsy by ‌sewerperson

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Ohh, yooh
Hey!
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Look)
(Hey)
(Hey)
Ha-haaa

Act up pu**y b*t*h
I hit Versace, you're like mayday (Mayday!)
All these problems watching blood upon my driveway (Driveway!)
I've been taking meds, I eat 'em, end up like Myspace (My-space!)
I'm a piece of sh*t
I'm going, going my way (My, way!)
I can't see, I haven't got inside my head (Head)
All the hoes the hoes are puttin' bullets in my head (In my, head)
Come inside and make yourself at home like it's your bed
Come inside and get by cheap for acting like a thief

Who the f**k
I got drug paraphernalia in my trap (Ouu yah!)
Bust a nut in my bed, I just buy stuff and run it up (Run it up, aay)
I might cop, I'm a little sad, I've done like couple stock
Little punk
I might bust his head wide open with a thunk (Hey!, Hey!)
Ozzi, bite 'em head off and I leave 'em body, gaudy (Leave 'em body)
Throw me up I should've never flaunted, sa**y
I just message and I'm really sorry, [Cardy?] (Alexa!)
I will hop it then and say the story, story (Yeah! Yeah!)
F**k!
What if-

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