MICHAEL JACKSON - BLCKK

Ziah!

Okay, yeah, okay, yeah

Okay, yeah, okay, yeah

Okay, yeah, okay, yeah

Okay, yeah, okay, yeah

Bitch, I do not care

I’m gon' hit your body, I’mma pull your fuckin' hair

I’m gon' beat the fuck up out your ribs with a chair

I’m gon' grip my hands around your neck, you get no air

I’m gon break your legs 'cause I don’t fuck with what you wear

I’m a piece of fucking shit!

Kill me, motherfucker, swallow all my fuckin' spit

Come to all your shows, so we can sit

Right in the back and fuckin' laugh

And if we keep it up then hopefully you quit

Little bitch, yeah, hopefully you quit (Hopefully you quit)

Little bitch, yeah, hopefully you quit (Hopefully you quit)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Drive a fuckin' van up off a cliff with kids inside it

Hang a fuckin' toddler out the window like I’m MJ

Difference is the pussy fuckin' kept the kid alive

I’m 'bout to throw that motherfucker, I already got him high

This what fuckin' happens when you let me fuckin' rap

Bitch, I stopped caring after nobody was mad

Now I gotta fuck around and say I’m 'boutta bring a fuckin' gun inside a school

just to get you people to snap

Get you fucking mad, I’m not gonna do that

Make you fuckers mad, Make you upset when I talked about that shit so I did it,

so I did it

Drop top range!