Lyrics BITTERSwEeT FrEeLeEzY (bOnUs). - Misfit.K

You be with the sinners every day
Like they gon beat us
Rest in peace my darling, when im up
They gon believe us
They be calling my phone everyday
Like they gon need us
They cannot connect and i put that all on Jesus

They be cutting slices, like a pizza
Put it on Maria, i be with Garcia, nah for real
They be acting like they couldnt see us
I walk in like im peter
They gon try to kill me, Emmit Till

One phone call get you gone, you cant stop this
Revenge on my letterman
How would you even top this?
I been cold, like shorty ima frost man
You be up for talk, like oh my gosh, its not a podcast

I been locked in, might become dreadhead
All these shortys in the ring
But keiflossy got edge man
All these passing, im intercepting
They call me professor, im teaching lessons
Give me gifts, when im present
They aint never seen someone fluorescent
You is not a king, you a peasant
Look at all these angels, in the essence