Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live
God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,
Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands
From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.
I literally almost shit my pants/
We getting money, you can face the facts
Saggy pants an vacant faces,
The way she walks and causes a fuss
A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell
Attached like pants keepin casual
Your pants get hit with cancer
Good love then i can do that for her
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