We’ll now begin the push-up section
Ready?
Began
Aye
Down
Go head bruh

(Fortyyyyyyyy Seven)

[Verse 1:]
Snipers
Imma hit ya bitch
With my dagger
Stab her
Walking with a limp
I got moves like
Jagger
FortySeven Shawnn
Yeah she like me
For my Swajjur
I Sweep a n***a
Then I mop him
Feeling Like I’m Tisa
Now Who is you?
Who is me?
Bitch I got amnesia
I Turn a n***a to a stain
Swifter
Sweep him
Imma turn it up
In my speakers
I make my Choppa
(Tssssssss)
Like a creeper
You can’t fuck with me
You n***as on the ropes
You living like the ozone
You don’t want no smoke
I give her backstrokes
When we going backstage
I put it in her and then she feel it
In her rib cage