Aceox - Not Dope

Yeah
Ah
I'm having an existential crisis, I'm pissed
Try to rhyme shit that doesn't exist
Bitch, I will once fucking say this
Get outta ma face and slit your fucking wrist, bitch
I'm gonna nut on your hoes forehead
She got an ugly butt, but you think that's more rad
Stealin' all your money, you reel in a whore trap
There's the door, fag, you want some more, twat?
My rap is wack, man, I'm fucking dead
All day I brag, tack an L to my head
I said nigga, now everyone wants me killed
Ima pull the trigga, taunt 'em so skilled
Hold a 45 to your head, I'm hoping you cry
You fucking stink like hell, lord of the flies
You never think, you act like a child
Your kink is so cringey, it makes me smile
I'm not dope, man, I slang dope
Still have some hope, try to cope
I'm not dope, yeah, I'm not dope
Bitchez want me to fucking grope
I'm not dope, man, I slang dope
Still have some hope, try to cope
I'm not dope, yeah, I'm not dope
Bitchez want me to fucking grope
Now every little shit wants to fucking kill me
Never bow down, bitch won't let me be
Punch 'em like pow, it had me freeze
I be creepin' up on those shit ass freaks in peace
Hit those motherfucking twats with a baseball bat
Thinkin' I'm the best, I be making shameful bets
Taking a rest from hating on those hateful fags
Wearing ma crest, getting cash, take full bags
My dog so stupid, barks up the bark of a tree
Chillin' in a park when it's dark, love da breeze
Going on a killing spree, billin' dem freaks
Drillin' myself to reach me not feelin' weak
Always feelin' blue, I just want to bail
Smokin' a tree, try to taunt and fail
Count to three, then inhale and exhale
Bound to be free, it's just a vexed tale
I'm not dope, man, I slang dope
Still have some hope, try to cope
I'm not dope, yeah, I'm not dope
Bitchez want me to fucking grope
I'm not dope, man, I slang dope
Still have some hope, try to cope
I'm not dope, yeah, I'm not dope
Bitchez want me to fucking grope
I be hustlin', bitch better have my money
I'm not trustin', snitch and I'll break you, honey
Whether or not you are cunning, shit ain't funny
Better be lit or I'll go bitch-hunting
I'm back at it again, dissing fags like hell
Try to whack twats, jizzin' on 'em and yell
Gun in my backpack, you won't live to tell
You fap to cartoon and piss porn, nigga damn
You're just as much of a killer as I am
You not a thriller, you pretend to be tight, man
You easily relent, you put up no fight, damn
I stay strong like a pillar with a tight accent, fam
My day goes like this: waking up and taking a shit
I lay there got no bliss, baking some bars and spit
Go on a trip, kiss some random girl and make a wit
Whip out my dick I be breaking her slit
I'm not dope, man, I slang dope
Still have some hope, try to cope
I'm not dope, yeah, I'm not dope
Bitchez want me to fucking grope
I'm not dope, man, I slang dope
Still have some hope, try to cope
I'm not dope, yeah, I'm not dope
Bitchez want me to fucking grope
I'm not dope, man, I slang dope
Still have some hope, try to cope
I'm not dope, yeah, I'm not dope
Bitchez want me to fucking grope
I'm not dope, man, I slang dope
Still have some hope, try to cope
I'm not dope, yeah, I'm not dope
Bitchez want me to fucking grope

Written by:
Deniz Bozca

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