Junie B. Jones in the Trap

Dog eat, dog world put your feelings to the side

Bite the hand that feeds you, guarantee you won't come out alive

Born to lover, raised to be a fighter, never petrified

Push me to the edge, I leave no evidence for cops to find

People say I think too much, well I guess y'all don't think at all

Oblivious to your surroundings, soon to find your downfall

Crazy bad bitch like Harley Quinn, bat stay in her fist

Just in case a motherfucker try it thinking that they're slick

Psychopathic evil motherfucker, you know who I be

Killing for a thrill, ain't no damn religion saving me

Bitches think that being baptized going to get them far from me

I won't hesitate to drown a nigga on the count of three