Fake niggas get dial tones
And nasty remains and bones
She got me caught up in the moment
Grab the scissors and saws and
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
I had beautiful words but girls never listened
, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,
Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble
I'm the sushi king
And i'm dizzy and spinning
And kill yourself and your clique
What do i really need
This is like riding through the city
Living young and wild and free
Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,
Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold
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