ZOTiYAC - 11:11 Freestyle lyrics

My strap lighting strike and it's
Gon' fight like Mighty Morphin, ay
Naked wife you skyping, if I
Pipe, it's an abortion, ay
Call of Duty knives, all my bullets
They grip the fucking blade
You told her you tryna hit it raw
She said it's not okay rIP myself
On my last breath I'll rest in hell
I inhale all these toxins
Bitch, you toxic, I can tell
I don't fuck with you L
Sucker ass niggas tell
Look at my belt, got bullets on that
Run up like you real
Then I'm pulling on that ay
Everybody talking bout the
Motherfucking rules, ay
But I ain't got no competition
Niggas ain't know shit
Cannot be compared to any panties, bitch
Do split's
Ay, I cut they fucking tongues off
And replace it with my dick

Please kill me, don't gotta still be
I'd rather stillbirth
'cause that's the real me
A motherfucking corpse but on a killspree
I fill the lil bitch with kush
She come and feel me
Ay, fuck what you reporting, my
Lil mama think I'm gorgeous, ay
I am by your doorhinge with
That pistol, it's imported, ay
Fuck up these recordings 'til a
Nigga on the Forbes list, ay
People talking 'bout shit I ain't
Got 'til I afford it, ay
Ay, I break that lil door with no grinder
You niggas get fold like a binder
Your bitch wanna fuck a lil minor
I told her when I turn 18, I'ma find her
That hoe got led like a spider
She kicking that shit like
Run up on me, I'ma fire
Get wet the fuck up tryna
Run through my lighter