That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
She said it was my fault that he caressed my 9 year old body/
#thirteen with a #fifteen year old, like we're #eighteen,
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream
Yet to be moving like a 2 year old
Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed
Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear
Condolences to your career barely been in here a year
Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done
I'm smoking psychedelics, i hustle like a felon
The generational gap with yet another sensational track
More crazy than an eighty year old lady, who just made a baby in back
It's a ribbity rambully, be bob drop from a 3 year old
Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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