Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six
Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks
About australia he claimed he remember nothing huh?
I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama
Got my niggas in paris and they going gorillas, huh
And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era
But astronomer is just a fancy word for moon starer
Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever
Our children must be taught, of africa
There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh
I'll give you a second, that's enough for you to finish, huh?
Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga
How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina
Is attackin' a mic as ecstatic as schoolbooks? huh?
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