Artist: CupcaKKe Album: Cum Cake (Mixtape) Song: Image Typed by: AZ Lyrics Don't look at me like that Have you ever seen a pretty face before? Well you won't You know why? Because I wear all black everything All black gloves, oh lemme see what else Oh, all black mask Well lemme tell you what I want you to do I want you to go get every fucking bullet you ever had mate Go get it! Hurry up and go get it! Because by the time I'm done with you Your gonna need a motherfucking halo mate! Yo, You gone end up in a cemetery I'm a shoot the scene like I'm Tyler Perry Got Mariah with me with a duffle bag so you never know what we fucking carry I'm a come through with my homies yo whole hood finna know me They wanna fuck me up I start squaring up I said "come on nigga just show me" Them bullets flying like eagles I'm a shoot a nigga no free throw I stay thirsty to catch bodies so you know I gotta fucking P bro Pop a nigga in the mouth like D-low What you say? You can't breathe joe Mollywhopped again took yo oxygen Them 40's still wet it like J-Lo You better come correct when you see me Cause I'll take ya shit like I'm Stevie See I'm Stevie J with them bullet trays like Joseline you gone need me Got cold blood of killers not Speedy Gonzales I hang with them dealers but I'm the top driller I am a go getter be going Godzilla Moonwalk on your grave I'm a call that shit Thriller This not no gimmick, Bitch this is my image You fuck with me like Rosemary's baby I'll leave you timid This not no gimmick, Bitch this is my image You fuck with me like Rosemary's baby I'll leave you timid [Chorus] Got you wet, got you timid boy I got you timid boy Ski mask, black gloves, my image boy I got you timid boy, timid boy Ski mask, black gloves, my image boy Man down why you on the block selling dope You see me coming like Ray Charles with a telescope You kill two of my niggas I'm killing four When I wipe that back just duck low I really don't fuck with you fuckers Sleeping on me you'll get smothered Fuck around call up yo mother Like I put your son face on a plugger I need a couple entrees, pair of Lebron J's Duck tape and rope and let it be broad day All black room I can show you the shuffle Leave the room by myself, he'll be in my duffle Hit the corner store grab a bag of Ruffles Eat the chips, grab the clip then I'm back to trouble Chitown it's a motherfuckin' jungle Tell you like it is we ain't even gotta mumble like Take you out the picture with one shot you getting cropped Pull a trigger play with your body like Photoshop With no doubt, the block cleared out when I pulled out the motherfucking flock Niggas gotta learn at some point I'll make a nigga learn at gunpoint Spray niggas and I ain't talkin' no mase Put a couple holes in yo head like a crate [Chorus]