AD lyrics

But check me out
No for real check me out
Huh
Been killing sh*t
Been stealing sh*t
Cause if you'll lie you'll steal then you'll prolly kill some sh*t
I lied to your girl, then I stole her heart
She threw that pus*y like we playing darts
I hit that sh*t when it's getting dark
Then I kill that sh*t now that sh*ts apart
Rap games Beethoven, musically, Noah's Ark
I'm Mozart on a treadmill, get it? that's a work of art
Lyrically I'm a genius, mathematically unsolvable
I'm mad good, it don't add up, the odds ain't even probable
I paid attention in geometry, no I didn't sike I'm lyin'
But you got that weird shape, you know the pus*y kind
I'm hitting the game with this and that
Tom and Jerry he's a pus*y rat
He act sour but he sweet like candy, I guess he's a walking sour patch
Dikes got more strap-ons than these n*ggas got straps
These n*ggas carry tampons, I need to say no more, that's just that
This flow came from my scrotum, mutha f*cka I'm too nuts
And I ain't talking no sweater, but you can get your crew cut
Neck sweaters on a holiday
I'm 'bout to blow like bombs away
I'm tryna get paid AD, After death and All Day
HEY HEY
After death and All Day, I'm tryna get paid AD, After death and All Day
HEY HEY
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Never give a f*ck 'bout what haters say
b*tch I'm bout to blow like bombs away
I'm tryna get paid AD, After Death and All Day (2x)

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