Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter
Fucking u with ma middle finger
The dead society of a poet
Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"
For god, is the kingdom, and the power
Tell truth you aint fucking with her
In the house, holla back
845 brick squad on the track/
Everybody watching while you touching real money
Never fuck with crazy, nobody fucking with me
Shots, they back and forth
When i'm fucking with these whores
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