Gillys on the fucking twerk team
Man this life is but a dream
My team eat everyday a feast
No longer with us; he's deceased
Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team.
Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream
I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol
Played soccer with evil, stabbed the lethal beetle
50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen
Stacking cream snatching girls for my team
If i sent my dad letters
We should appreciate the girls
Vc can't tell me nothin bout this team,
Girl cut up, got lean on lean
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