I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds
First and last to fuck up your wants, not give a fuck about your needs,
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
You got a problem ill be the first guy to say you can prolly write it too
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Ya first song was chronic masturbator, mines fuck ya baby,
But i will face fuck your mother with a first aid kit
And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit
I say i’m wrong, you say come again
Fuck with me and ill turn you in to flame
Fuck it, ill go head, use a real word at last,
But the plan is to show you that i understand
Fuck ya girl ill disrespect her than i checked her
And my nigga bam bam, he ready for whatever
Bitch ill fuck you up; call your body guards.
Hit the green like running backs with no yards
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