Tinted out, you ain't seeing through
People always want to judge you,
Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed
Remebering streets you want to avoid
Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.
Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
Now, now, no need to get upset, i just was thinkin' that you don't wanna loose the bet
An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door
All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/
Until the end of time
Your raps don"t even rhyme!
You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty
Tell these people something they don`t know about me
Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,
Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill
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