This is a song about "Fuck my ex all i need is the strap"

All i got is my pros, i don’t need no friends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

We magnetizing the ghetto

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Upgraded to fat joe and i strap yo bitch to the back of my car,

And if you ever renege, i’ll still give you kendrick lamar

All i need is this calm sanctuary.

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

All i need is moola cars and friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Like i already got the beat, all i need is the words

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

All i know is everyone just stay the fuck away from me

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse

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