I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole
Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole
Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole
I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal
The thunder pounds, the stomach growls escape crack dealers,
Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers
I got my wife, so fuck the ring
Cant escape the problems he's facing,
I remorse, i let through the hole, my emotions/
If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things
Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches
I am my only nemesis, my escape is where the exit is/
I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position
Holes in the walls like i'm on an escape mission
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