Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen
Lemme grab my chair, some rum then it's back to square one,
Screaming and your scared/your heart is beating
Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king
He can take a beating
Bun b, i’m underground king
She was the queen of the club
Inspired enough to one day grow up
Cheating, up beating, did he? yup.
Pardon me if i'm sweating you but
Just need some syllables to go one up
Please show love, make way for the bad girls club
Somebody beating me up, and i'm begging for mercy
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
One night, i was selling some rocks
A hell of motherfucking road blocks
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