Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours
My bullet will get stuck in your mouth
Champagne is on the house, cocaine is in your mouth, your neck is knotted
That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit
The rest is in my mouth, including your girls breast
I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed
At the top where i'm in, is no place for your adventure.
Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for
From the projects to the penthouse
Tie you up and gag your damn mouth
I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones
Got your bitch on the ground sucking on my nuts (my nuts)
Freakin' out all i see is clouds
Why dont you just shout your mouth?
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
Cause when you try to sound it out, it leaves a sour taste in your mouth.
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