The jager in my cup is licorice black
I'm using your words,as a verbal attack,
No difference whipping you with a rag or my lyric attack,
Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back
Platinum and gold, you gots to love that
Stumble on back before i attack
Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag
You lack what i got through escalation was forced attack
I'm trying to make a way, she never call back
I laugh back then grab it asthmatic panic attack
You said u were gonna laugh at my asama attack?
Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag
I'm stuck with that
Enjoy as i attack
The jiggas and the tips
Attack me see what happens
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