Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
But i spit faster than model bitches that never get fatter
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
Everyday thinking faster than dudes at jimmy
Keep those rhymes tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt
My shirt, purple label my shirt
Dropping bombs without the mortars faster than mexicans
And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks
If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue
I got more riches than you fuck more bitches than you
Rhymes coming faster than planes/smashing ur brains
To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes
Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class
Shit i can put snare and bass with nothing else and still get more props than yo ass,
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