Blows truth he has a wish to have the task fit
Double m-g not to mention we got that
Claiming ourself more now fit wars
I put these poems all in these songs
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
Things happen like a puzzle and it was your turn to fit
I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her
Truck fit fuck that hilfiger
Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble
Because you have to fit a label now to fit a label
You don't mean that, you faggot
If you have an insolent bitch fit
My every words a perfect fit
Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit
No benefits still a white boy never hissy fit
And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that
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