I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
But you died of cancer. sometimes i call you, hoping you'll answer.
Might as well cause my shit's so advanced that at first glance it will blast you away,
Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today
I'm the king of blades bitch just call me kerrigan
With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen
Let me rideuntil i get free
That’s my call of duty
You call it a punch line, i call it ya line of scrimmage.
‘fore he hit the room, hear a “vroom!” from the porsche bitch
Off of the topic, call me the prospect.
Half your body laying on my chest
Confusion fills like listening to a school teacher advanced
Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap
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