Yeah, see, breaking up is hard
Your yard, full of pieces of lard
You gotta breathe and be at ease
Top of my pile of bodies
Thought of, cuz it's sort of...an addiction,
What up girl, tell me how you been
And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit
Like a genetic mutation messing up your period,
And this will be the song that we sing
Tired of feeling wired of dealing
So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done
Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon
Blasting out some backyard
Your yard, full of pieces of lard
Bro what a bad schizophrenia u suffer///////
The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her
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