Recovered man, our plans ta discover other lands, suburban places got me
B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city
A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq
Baby got back, shows where ya lack of flow lands ya, right in the back.
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
Where her shadow cast, when she lands she'll smash like glass into the grass.
It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around
Take my crown and look around at the lands uncharted found
Times aren't always that bad
Sneak up on attack
It lands in her jaw, now she's passed out thick
So drop the slam and lets get sick
That moschino shit is so back
Why you treat them so bad
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