Convertibles with turbo jets
Enemies try to flex,
Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g
I'm a grade a o g
Hail mary nigga, run quick see
Could i make you my baby
Now that am no longer b i g
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
A demon that feeds of my inner g
And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see
Go and diss me you're history missing g
You're prone to getting broken with your bones if you gon flex them
Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again
Got golden arm go try to flex this
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
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