Either ur a masochist or love being packed with dicks
And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics
Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap
Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?
I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks
So how about a fair round with no riding of the dicks
Ill cut all five dicks of one direction, give'em an erection and hand'em to a random
He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run
Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny
And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely
When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state
And gave you a bag of lays i hope they taste great
Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips
Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix
I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice
Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price
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