[Verse 1: James Fauntleroy]

You say bitten now vicious
Rippin' soul so conditional
Bitches now in my perivale
Getting bitten on

N***as getting shitted on
Y'all ain't fucking with it
But forget it
That's a different song
Hide your bitch and get your gun

You scared n***a?
Think that if I bite you
That make you aware n***a?
Fuck up the shit that you wear
Is you prepared n***a?

Fuck up the music you hear
Gucci now how does it feels?
Can kill n***a

They hate that I'm a threat
Something they don't understand
Take my money out the pack
It's in a rubber band
Yea n***a, get ya n***as
I don't give a damn
Yea i bit you on your neck
And put you in my pan

[HOOK]

Oooohh ohhh ohh
Just one bite
I might just change your life
And put something into your soul

Oooh ohhhh ooohhh
Wolf howl
Ohhhh ohhh
Like ohhhhh

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