These other cats bring blasphemy
Third ward general, young cash money
Bring them toe tags in again
What the fuck happened to rap when
Maybe you should expect bring in,
Well baby bot there ain't no question
I bring the meat, you bring the cabbage, i bring the heat, you bring the draft picks,
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress
The freshness of my breath bring your death
All my new bitches seem to get old real quick
Manic, your inferior rhymes bring static/
Bring down your tower i'm picking
Straight g thing, double m g thing
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