R.I.P To My Filter Lyrics

Jesus died for our sins but my sins breathing

Suicide is on the list Money stopped the meetings

Severely stressed by expectations I can't find a reason

Why I'm still holding back It's my fucking season

For the ones who gaslighted

Fresh order of windpipe stabbing pizza

I don't fuck with you eitha

The gig is up please come correct before I disconnect your Internet

Poor connection broke nigga

I love women but I hate bitches

Fuck these ratchet hoes hungry for my riches

Niggas be hoes too niggas rap snitches

Without the MF flow my energy stands on business

Tittyfuck by vanilla on my bucket list

Irritvted's a organization yes the money split

Piece by piece Gold D Roger hid the one piece in laugh tale

Irritvted on the Going Merry

Thousand Sunny

SheepBLVC like my women so affectionate

She holds it down fuck my Ex she's a fucking clown

I don't got opps Toxic chemicals on the ground

Bloody corpses P.O.P had to hold it down

Ivkai's nothing to play with

I'm not a Xbox PlayStation nor a Switch

Your girl on my fat albert dick she loves her niggas fat

This a sample shot my filter from the fucking back

Splat