And these shape-shifting hoes
Motherfucker wherever he goes
And i could see you coming home after work late
There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.
Stone cold bout to go in a coma
My all gold rolly or the
It's so bad most everything is a crime.
Save some, save none at the same time
No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell
Coz he was a bad boy,maybe i'm not so well
I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position
Listen witness beatin flinchin faggots up into submission
Fernando blunt is a bad rapper
Yeah, they call me country grammar
Lean got me sleep walking like i'm in a conscious coma
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
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