(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)
Which you know i'm different, right
"billie" in my "jeans", rest in peace mike jackson!
And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun
‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night
I'm spreadin' to all the crews back, peace harry mike,
To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success
My balls mike tyson in the 90s
Before i beat you like you’re a dog and i’m mike
Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right
Money long from here to japan
"mike come on shut these bitches up man"
Alcohol and booty calls
Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,
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