Maybe you could fool any jerk
Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt
Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus
I'm not taking any chances
I'll piss off any christian
I'm a son of a gun
Yeah, maybach poetic genius
Down any thoughts of us
My talent should take me places i've never been
Condoms, or any sort of protection
Celebrating without any tweet.
I can always go home and look down my street
Don't understand any of those words,
Shout out bobby on hundreds
But the fucking bank account, any any any amount
Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out
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