You bitch,your bars are like shitty first grader
I chill now, cop a lil' ice later
I know your nervous swervin like it's you first drive by
Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly
First of all your hated boss laid you off, paid you naught,
Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot
I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates
Tell me time (&) date, i'm fuck you up 'til your spine breaks.
You know your in a sorry state when,
Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them
My money like a senior, watch it graduate
You know this, i said it on the first date.
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