Spewing out automatics
Well, i have a gram cupcake mix
Never lookin for a handout
Inviting guess i'm walking out
Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought
So we.agreed.to blow that shit out
In her defense she a part of the crowd
Disagreements and falling out,
Turn you over pull it out
After your hoes leave the jets' hangout
My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride
Out of mind out of sight
Maybe when those flames blow out
Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route
And tell me why would we just think about
Your far from figuring me out
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