All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government
I'm about to track you down like a bloodhound, cunt
And daddy's in the cadillac
I got my life back on track
Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back
Fucking beasts on every track...
Don't diss albert einstein mind.
You can search but you'll never find
Make the fingers snap
But time to get on track
With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle
Getting lower than your diss track to k. brick in the battle,
When i was starving now it's payback
I ain't done yet still spitting a track
Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad
I wanna earn respect, let em know about me when they play my track back.
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