What the f*ck is up killfloor 2024
Coachella Valley motherf*cker
Don't be fake when you're talking to me
Look at my face not at the ground
I can taste when your heart pounds
You son of a bitch
Every time I turn around
You're running your f*cking petty mouth
You're
You're so fake
You're
You're so fake
Speak my name I can't f*cking hear you
Your so lame, don't want be near you
You're afraid, can smell it on you
Can smell it on your face