Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through
9. kids who bullied me here's a fuck you,
They say, trojans never break but it ain't that
I treat my money like its sacred
Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded
Get fucked like me, but i say fuck my public id,
Dozen try to beat me, i treat em' like spam/
Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn
They cost me 11 million so get on your knees and treat me well.
And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel
People keep runnin from me as i walk the streets cause blood stains my shirt
I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard
And they asked me whilst the school burnt, what they were imagining
I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king
And every time i rise up they treat you, need you crucified,
Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find
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