Fuck fame, fuck money
These other cats bring blasphemy
Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap
And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that
Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round
Truthfully ya'll are cool cats, but i'm a hound
Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce
You wake up and apparently ya pissed a couple cats off,
They giving pounds and that before get the money
Killed so many cats my nicknames curiosity
I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks
Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits
Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss
Lifeless, trying to stay awake as cats skit they songs
Lightning is striking, water hittin' on my window like ike
It allows society to be questioned, can take down fat cats like
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