Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom
Before he killed my whole arm, i hit the alarm
// [you can sound the alarm]
Full of shit, like i ate that john
Nobody thinks about the dad no more
Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
Better ring the alarm, cause we bringing them pistols
// [you can sound the alarm]
Pay dues like a hair salon
I daydream all the time about severing heads
Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
First off congratulations on the win
Where it's all about the cautious livin'
Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split
There ain't no getting around it, the alarm has sounded
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