Rest in Purgatory

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Matty Cakes

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I'm the baddest bitch, hands down, it's no debate
Keep on eating even though I had a plate
Try me bitch, I guarantee you cannot hold the weight
Hockey pucks all on my wrist, you know I love to skate
Watch yo mouth before you slip and get me all irate
Pull yo card and have my bro's come take you on a date
You ain't going home tonight, you going out of state
Get one call to tell yo momma that you love her, babe
Anything I touch, I make it count, I make it pop
Overseas my bank account, about to make a drop
F*ck yo husband, yeah that's always why his ringer off
When you come home you ask why he take his ring all off
Only took ten minutes and I made him bust twice
F*ck on me in ways that he would never f*ck his wife
Cuz I let him do things you bitches would never try
Like spit that nut back on his stomach no I'm never shy
These faggots swear they touching me
They bout to see what touch means
Snap my fingers, squad jump on it, roll you up like dutchies
Haunt yo ass, I'm in your nightmares like that folklore Duppy
Have you shook at every corner, pop the glock like Uffie
I can't count how many times a so called straight boy fucked me
Matty get they dicks on brick and I ain't even do nothing
I'm so pretty, I'm so stunning, I'm so fucking lovely
You ain't from here, we can tell, in my city I run it
These hoes desperate, do bout anything to seek approval
Cross they family, set they friends up, they so fucking foolish
Just don't ever get no ideas bout doing that to me
Think that through before you do that, don't be fucking stupid
Water sign but cross my line you playing round with fire
Take yo ass out, throw the trash out like you hoes expired
Bitches brag bout doing bum shit, I do not admire
A little birdy told me somebody's a fuckin liar
Look real cute but got a temper, do not push my buttons
Lay the top down in the winter, I just push a button
Elevator to the penthouse, I just push a button
Shots fired until they ran out, I just pushed a button
Reload on em, free-throws on em, I go D-Rose on 'em
He don't want it, she don't want it, I still keep those on 'em
Touching so much cheese my fingers look like Cheetos on 'em
Nothing passes me, I go and stamp a veto on 'em
Man I haven't heard that faggot talk since Chun-Li dropped
Running out of options, must have pissed in all his pots
Ate that bitter bitch alive, he was so full of salt
Spit his ass back on the pavement, get the body chalk
Think I've made it clear that I'm the Queen, there's no successor
After me who possibly could do this any better
After me who will they copy, looking for the answer
Just killed every single bitch, I plead the fifth amendment

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