Fuck, fuck-fuck, can't take the stress
Baby i’mma mess, mess
Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck
Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut
Got one, got two, three, four girls
Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters
I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?
Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup
Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy
Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see
Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck
Pop-pop, hit a mini mug
Some say skillz is the reason why these nigas catching feelings.
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
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