With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,
And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care
And i want you next, gonna rape you ass
All she thinking bout is how to take his last
And made twerk like miley and give my ass a good kiss
And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches
Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass
Watch it snap on his neck and laugh at his ass
The tables are turned i can't take this
I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class
And shove my rhymes up your ass and declare you a fraud.
I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk
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