Rated M Lyrics

This ain't gon' be on the album, this shit ain't gon' be on the album

I ain't give a damn

I ain't lie to that

We take this back

Open up the studio, we takin' out of that

Open the studio, we takin' out of that

Take it, take it, take it

I just went inside that

I went inside that

I went inside that

I wanna top it up

I was late

Feel like a coffee shop

Gotta fake it till I make it

My gun is hella racist, hella racist

Queso Queso , I know I don't want bacon

I love it when she naked

Yeah, I love it when she shakin'

I saw him in my dreams, you know I was talking to Satan

I swear I need to go back to God

Prayin' up to Allah

How much money you got

Told him, gotta lot

Turn that boy to a chero

I was editing a video

I'm a super villain no hero

I hold the sun like Niko

Got a lot of that

Got a lot of bands

Like Taliban

Turn that boy into a fuckin' funeral

He don't know we gon' go pop, pop, pop

We blood all over the land

This is sacrifice

We did it in the room

There's no advance

Don't tell anybody

Shut the fuck up

Don't tell anybody

Shut the fuck up

I got a lot of red

I got a lot of red

Meet the dead man

Meet the dead man

Meet the dead man

Meet the dead man

Meet the dead man

Meet the dead man

I got a lot of red

I got a lot of red