Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit
Got my moms and pops always throwing a fit
If misshaped fixated on a flipped face twist hate to fit fate
Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state
What came over me next was a fit of rage.
Got in more trouble as i got up that age
Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit
No benefits still a white boy never hissy fit
Trynna fit your way in put you wont ever get a peep,
I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat
And he, what's his name, earl
Just a skinny white girl,
I'm on deck i'm up next
Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)
Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split
No benefits still a nigga had hissy fit
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