Back up on my fly shit
Put my foot in your casket
Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,
Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round
Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine
I'm not flying sky high, i'm only four foot nine
I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here
Since you're down now, boy, lick ma foot heel
Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit
U put ur foot in my j's n then lace it,
Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears
Its 4 foot of jubilation running down the stairs
Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes
The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes
I wish you luck and if you need me, call
Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall
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