Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date
Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake
Pocket racked up all big faces
Cause you are on the diss,
Raised by a momma who, who
I dont try to diss you
He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis
Form follows function, so watch who you diss
That happen to act like a black president
With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help
We both teenagers with the same mind state
Confusing what was real and fake;.
You ain't makin shit, ain't the one you wanna diss
And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches
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