Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done
Ca't stand the heat get out of the kitchen
That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain
With a chi chi,i got lifes cheat sheet,so beep beep get the fuck out my lane
Things get out of control still don't shut the fuck up
What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup
So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love
Oh lord best get out of here before i get addressed by her parents,
You know i stick to the script
Here my out, i'm the clearest
Get the sense of rejection here
East coast, still them w's just raised up for real
To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much
This worlds out of balance, scales broke here comes the challenge,
Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show
Pack your back,go home,get the fuck out homo
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