Flapjack, ooh he bring
6 popping 5 dropping
Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead
Work 9-5 and strive nobly to lead
Been killing hard for 5 years, no one has ever caught me,
Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see
The act thrills all of my senses
Take her back to where i live
Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings
We were all stupid and outta our senses
No? well i can, even though my senses are failing me
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
Carl agreeing to battle? he must of lost all fucking senses
With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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