You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair
Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,
Og like the prince of bel air,
Day and night are my 'posites rare
Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard
Until all the air bubbles have popped.
They tryin to say that i don't care
Spinning like my many rims through the air,
I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there
I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air
Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere
Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.
Even then we got people out there drowning, gasping for air.
When danielle or milan decide to fucking share
When they open the box and inhale the pale air.
When the depth chart came, there was no me there
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