No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints
You don't mess with 12, my boys
The kinda dude you hate hoping to mutilate
Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight
You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth
Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys
I love bad boys that's my fucking problem
When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them
All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise
And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys
Put it all on the table, do it like a menu
Really you's a mess dude thats why ya fans left you
Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble
Trust me boys, that's not "what makes you beautiful"
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