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I come along way from the dirty dirty

now i got em all worried

 

 

yup

Sink you like one cup

I know you're mad, but so what

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

my kick game world cup

 

 

Blame these genetics that my family passed down to me

bruh bruh got my back for life on god he's my only friend

 

 

Clamor in your last assent to heavend, or descend to hell's extent.