A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
He always bring the bitching brutality,
I bring the heat like the
She acting all extra
I gingerly bring my delivery/
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
Bring down your tower i'm picking
This ain't easy, im thinking
Bygone blockades - better bring your bazookas
But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because
Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears
The freshness of my breath bring your death
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
As far as these bars, my flow life sentence
Chattering bring back other things
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