Tech to the head of it's kid, held for ransom
And stay focused on the women and you get less done
And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red
Gtg ttyl time for bed icp liger brainfucked you in the head
Call nine-one-one, cause i left your head for the feds
I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs
For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet
Hard for you to manage yo bitch give me so much head
I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case
Inside your head until you can't take no more, insane for days!
So i head out, start searching for another flirting whore/
Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor
I'mma kill you for fillin my head up with crap
I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap
Hoes show me love, niggas give me props
Throw em in my trunk and head out straight for the docks
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