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Pale jean with your team
You ain't what you seem
Keep it clean, f*ck you mean?
You been runnin' things?
How it feel to be a sheep?
You a f*ckin' feign
Can't feel a thing
Send you packin' to your f*ckin' dreams
Hard work pays off
So you taken off?play it soft
Take your shot,you better kill me dog
Face built like a frog, you a f*ckin' fraud
Your granny s*ck me off
Just so pops can rub one off
Talkin' all that ****
You won't let it rip, who you kid?
Sucka punk, b*tch talk like you flip ****
Nobody save yo ****
Or damn near give a ****
That money burn up quick
Mad cause my **** bigger than your f*ckin' chicks
Things ok at home?
Why you flex a tone?
That you can't control
I just wanna know
Get to steppin' hoe
Reapin' what you soe
Rest in peace to what you know
Perception got you froze
I'm in a low
You won't breathe up in this hoe
I see through the ****, prick
Think you f*ckin' slick?
You ain't catchin' ****
But stiff **** to ya f*ckin' chin
Bummy hittin' licks
Why you salty b*tch?
On my ****
You gone swallow up my kids
And save some for your b*tch
Everyone talk bout the same ****
Flashin' that money like Dame did
You got no cash and got no clip
Pistol up under your f*ckin' lip
I take your mama and f*ckin' dip
I got your granny up on my hip
She got a bad hip
Turn that bag to a bad b*tch
Where that pistol at?
Where them issues at?
I’ma get the mac
I’ma hit your back
Throw your temple back
Put a dent in that
Need a dental cap
Nice rental *****
Mama prolly bought your whip
Daddy prolly packed your lunch
Your b*tch wanna ride my ****
We do numbers, she a thirsty f*ck
Big clout big mouth
But you shy when you pull up
Big clout big mouth
But you shy when you pull up
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