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At this rate imma murder all my haters with one sway

At this rate imma leave em' laid out eyes on fade

What he say? Nevermind just go and send him on his way

I don't play I don't wanna have to put em' in his place


Verse

At this rate I feel like I'll lose my mind if I stay

So I went got myself a couple racks stacked for days

Them boys hate talking shit behind my back but it's okay

Lois Lane might just go and save your bitch with my cape

Tell me hey do those thighs come with some fries and a shake

If that's it, imma need myself a taste of the cake

On my sleigh she be riding like it's Christmas today

Hennessy got her saying ahh like my name is Trey

At this rate I feel like a mother who gives birth to babies

(No way) Yes these fuckers crying someone come save me

(Okay) They need someone to look up to, I stand there

(Oh damn) Play the role but I ain't paying for childcare

(What else?) And the murder rate high cuz I'm antsy

Told em' take a seat don't try don't you test me

He ain't listen now he's crying for help please

In a tarp piece while Chloë sings "have "mercy"


Hook

At this rate imma murder all my haters with one sway

At this rate imma leave em' laid out eyes on fade

What he say? Nevermind just go and send him on his way

I don't play I don't wanna have to put em' in his place


Verse

At this rate I feel like my anger needs it a management

Cuz my fists they leave big dents in the banister

Maybe due to my feelings of abandonment

Thanks fam now that's what I call good parenting

I remember when they put me in the ambulance

"He's so crazy", can't you see? It's common sense

Always labeled acting like they all knew me best

Only label that survived is the opulence

And at this rate I might open me a bank yeah

Made em' laugh till I came in with the tank yeah

Want it bad but everything I do he can't yeah

Watch your mouth before I come in with the spank yeah

And the murder rate high cuz I'm antsy

Told em' take a seat don't try don't you test me

He ain''t listen now he's crying for help please

In a tarp piece while Chloë sings "have "mercy"


Hook

At this rate imma murder all my haters with one sway

At this rate imma leave em' laid out eyes on fade

What he say? Nevermind just go and send him on his way

I don't play I don't wanna have to put em' in his place



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