Than i ate ya girl out call it thanksgiving feast
Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field
Start out with one girl and the rest follow her
Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor
Girl i'ma wear that ass out like a uniform
I know the world gets cold and the days get long
Steps in and tells the girl to leave out the gate
Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape
Sulking crying cuz i will kill even you bill even if you got a top block that can chill
Still rappin' with free will, closin' in for the kill. ask your girl if she was on the pill.
I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz
Ask your girl she sittin there lookin faceless
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