"what the fuck? this is fucking sick, bitch, fuck you,"
I gotta tell you that my love is true
This is why her nigga mad
Like what tha fuhh dude! bring that bitch back!
Man but this ain't no sign language
But guess what!? its game over bitch
Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit
Revenue's what i get get, your bitch is what i did hit
And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision
Ask me what i'm doing bitch i'm chilling like a villain
What this bitch is thinking
Why not me the same thing
Get on your knees bitch, show deezy just what that tongue do.
'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you
Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses
Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is
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