Snapple fact: you rather wack
Who happens to be black
Damn, they wanna label me a menace
It happens to the best of us
Could of changed what happens now
Bitches ain't around one thou
So reaper come and get me, before it all happens.
Have you with professional killas, chasing hits
My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen
Let me show you what happens when
it happens so fast it made me sick,
No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic
What happens to the animals
Rub the wood and ima show em love
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
This is what happens when i stop sippin'
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