I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,
I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close
With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth
It doesn't matter if a rapper talks about all his bitches,
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,
But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue
You don't worry about them bitches you just doing what they'd like too
Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close
And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,
Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more
You wonder about my lyrics? that shit's obvious whore,
Two whips, six tattoos, no kids
I got demeted lyrics
It really takes me about a day just to write good lyrics and
I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt
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