O save me please just bravely
I got bigger problems baby
Like a fool he pulled his money eya-eya o
So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto
I get it poppin like pacman, ask polo
But look, she went and dialled triple o
Rappers here's your #vanishing #point like barry newman,
That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one
Definition of cold: ice, 30 below
So he got an ache in his belly eya-eya o
Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe
I'm a grade a o g
Mother, o my mother
Said when i do dirt wit her
And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa
It was so fucken rainy and wendy eya-eya o
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