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You front like a GOAT and say you’re great,

You’re only great at helping older men ejaculate.

The only thing that’s hot,

Is my micro when you get your corn popped.

Fuck a 16, I only need 6 fiends,

6 trees, sick genes and a chick that’s 16

Im sorry if you wanna cry yeah you rapping against me its good to see you try

And don’t answer back, this is hard shit to follow

And you can’t spit nigga

So you obviously must swallow

See my bars gone hurt you more then a hit from your dad im the only niggas you look up to isn’t that sad

You ccouldnt rap if you don’t try to look at the future cause all your dreams died

bitch, im drunk, and I’m still better than you

Lick my nuts, and then i’ll spill my cheddar on you

I don’t need to “pen a verse”, cause i flow off the top

but they gon' need to send a hearse, when i blow off your mop

I’ll shuck the corn husk, straight off your avatar

and keep kicking your face ‘till you look like you had it hard

i don’t want fame, dick – got the money and bitch

yeah that’s a lie tell yes the truth yes I should ? ill be slittin’ your wrist

moved outta the hood, but im still gettin' it quick

only time im on your block is when im dickin' your bitch