While i'm tryin' to act like i'm not 'bout to crap my own pants
Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands
And maybe it's the end
Beach on the weekend
The elephant man remembers how he felt...
I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect
Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children
And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen
Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and
Nothing elegant in a room with a big ass elephant
A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge
Houdini niggas, linguine ass butt munch
It ain't personalstrictly business, baby
Better hope not ,cause you'll piss your pants when you see me
Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,
Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust
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