B.P.D lyrics

CHORUS (FUKKIT):

Suck on my di*k, squeeze it
Singing like MJ, lil' mama, just beat it (b*tch), uh
(𝘕, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘠-𝘚 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨? 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢)
Do I bring the Glock? Nah, I leave it (Woo), uh
The .357'll bleed 'em (Woo), uh

VERSE 1:

f*ck that
Got the bad scene in the cut
Dirty sprite and a xan in the cup
Beat all the odds
And I'm chasing my bag
While you lil b*tches
Continue chasing these thots
Rehabilitation got me stuck
In my mind, I'm inspired
I am never giving up
I just wanna murder the things all around me
I'm drowning these kids, b*tch i dont give a f*ck
b*tch i am stayin' patient, to become the greatest
Smoking gas, I'm blazin, to my destination
f*ck this generation, theres no dedication
Hold this Glock in your mouth, theres your medication
Hold grudges, now look at your reputation
Getting f*cked up, thats your education
I got f*ckers trynna catch me lackin
But i ain't let no b*tch have me catching cases
CHORUS (FUKKIT):

Cut up the body, freeze it
Exit the room, then he leaving in pieces, uh
Suck on my di*k, squeeze it
Singing like MJ, lil' mama, just beat it (b*tch), uh
Cut up the body, freeze it
Exit the room, then he leaving in pieces, uh
Suck on my di*k, squeeze it
Singing like MJ, lil' mama, just beat it (b*tch), uh

VERSE 2:

Ayo duck
Got these f*ckers trynna kill me
But you know i will not drop
What?
Dont need protection at all
Because i am legend, and i am a god
Smoking the herb everyday
Thats a habit to me is some sh*t
I will never stop
I just caught a body
Like my name is bobby
I tell you i never was hot
B-a-d in the f*cking scene
With the green machine
With a cup full of lean
Got me a cuisine
Did 6 months clean
But i got B-P-D
Man you know what that means?
Hoe dress up but it is not halloween
Murder yo mans, i got enemies
Yo entire clique f*cked with no vaseline
Casually, laughing at all of your prophecies
CHORUS (FUKKIT):

Suck on my di*k, squeeze it
Singing like MJ, lil' mama, just beat it (b*tch), uh
Do I bring the Glock? Nah, I leave it (Woo), uh
The .357'll bleed 'em (Woo), uh
Suck on my di*k, squeeze it
Singing like MJ, lil' mama, just beat it (b*tch), uh
Do I bring the Glock? Nah, I leave it (Woo), uh
The .357'll bleed 'em (Woo), uh
Cut up the body, freeze it
Exit the room, then he leaving in pieces, uh
Suck on my di*k, squeeze it
Singing like MJ, lil' mama, just beat it (b*tch), uh
Cut up the body, freeze it
Exit the room, then he leaving in pieces, uh
Suck on my di*k, squeeze it
Singing like MJ, lil' mama, just beat it (b*tch), uh

Cut up the body, freeze it
Exit the room, then he leaving in pieces, uh
Suck on my di*k, squeeze it
Singing like MJ, lil' mama, just beat it (b*tch), uh
Cut up the body, freeze it
Exit the room, then he --