OBLITERATE - I-Stein, Eddison

Gashes on my skin, Poison Ivy fuckin burns

Smokin' out that tin, in that (?) while we turnt

Cocky little bitch sucking dick, she’ll never learn

Dick up in her bra, in her pussy on my shirt (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I’m gassed, I do not like the way you talk

Breaking bones and breaking (?)

Skating tracks in overalls

Stomping pigs until I fall

Scratchin' dick is scratchin' balls

Snortin' lines of Adderall

Dick up in her pussy, top, (?)

That bitch smells like Brocolli

She suck my dick properly

Make that bitch my bitch in her walls on my property

Cash out, like Monopoly

Fuck your ideology

Copy like a copycat, you some I-Stein wanna-be's

I grab th choppa, I do not call police

Pull up with this stick, I make him sing just like som R&B

I’m fuckin' on yo' bitch, and asked that bitch to suck up on my D

Once I get it, then I got it, make him Rest in Peace

Spin a nigga block, I spin his block like some Monopoly

You a whore, I pull up, start kickin' in your door, lil' whore

Pop a stick and then start sitting on the floor, lil' whore

I cut shit up, like don’t be shy, put some more (put some more)

I got 4 bands, imma fuck yo' colon

Big ass whip, it’s stolen

Pull up like it’s frozen, bitch

Pull up, bitch, like go in

Pull up, I might go in, bitch

I don’t got no lean no more, you pulled up once I pulled it, bitch

Pulled it, yeah I fucking pulled that shit, uh

Stogie in his mouth, and he higher than a frog

I don’t wanna talk, that dat bitch got me (?)

I got the bar (yeah, huh, yeah uh)

Pull up with my bro

Pull up wit' his nose

(?) on bro

(?) like the bro’s

I can fuck you (?)

I don’t got no (?)

I said you should (?)

Get on your kn-knees right hoe

I don’t wanna talk, cause she been fucking pissin' me

Little bitch boy, wanna talk?

Shit I’m gon' send him to the opps

Man that shit is not that hard, all you mofo’s rap out cars

Just don’t cry to your ma-ma when when I leave you fucking sore

Yeah, this the way I wanna live so get the fuck up out of my face

(?) so much smokin', I’ll leave you fuckin' in yo' place

Sittin' all these flows on my bros, it’s a (?)

Where’s my fuckin' money that my music gonna generate?

Oh?

You like that culture?

Guess you gonna go appropriate

Oh, I punch you in yo' mouth, that Medicaid won’t medicate

Yeah, I’m on the beat, and my flow it gonna incinerate

And if you gon' fuck with me, I’m gon' fuckin Obliterate (shit)