Empty lyrics

[Intro]
(CashMoneyAP)

[Chorus]
Woah, I shoot that clip 'til it's empty (Empty)
Make 'em get low like it's Lindsey (Lindsey)
I f*ckin' hate the word sympathy (Sympathy)
No sympathy for the enemies (Enemies)
I'm a weirdo, but she into me (Into me)
I just inverted my Jesus piece (Jesus piece)

[Verse]
Woah, hey, b*tch, I got B's like Beyoncé
I might [?] like Kanye
Suck on that di*k, baby, meditate
I'm might f*ck Ashley and marry Kate
She want black balls like the number eight
f*ck a wife, I want the wedding cake
b*tch, I'm a dawg like I'm Nate
Send your ass to the pearly gates
Pull out the pop-pop-pop-pop-bow
And you know we go pop-pop-bow

[Chorus]
Woah, I shoot that clip 'til it's empty (Empty)
Make 'em get low like it's Lindsey (Lindsey)
I f*ckin' hate the word sympathy (Sympathy)
No sympathy for the enemies (Enemies)
I'm a weirdo, but she into me (Into me)
I just inverted my Jesus piece (Jesus piece)