Her redder header over a pie, bald
Cause my mother let me do what i want
Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,
Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice
Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for
Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/
That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle
Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple
Now i can draw your face up pretty
Like an apple from a tree
So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce
As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss
Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll
As i ingest her tender little pie whole
And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever
Far from an overnight achiever, cole is like the leader
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