Quarters, dimes, nickles and a hottie named penny
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest
I'm a dangerous enemy, even more so a friend
She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack
Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag
I got a friend named chris rent
Beach on the weekend
Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",
Nigga i ain't never scared
Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back
A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,
Just grab a jack, and relax
Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance
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