My g"s have been handcuffed,
I stuff you in the trunk, drunk
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Inspiration for every word
No rubber sole, hardwood bastard
My two nines go biya biya when i shoot 'emkorean motherfuckers was crooked
Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet
The concept is so absurd
Creyente, believer in gods word
Know i meant, every motherfuckin word
While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt
Homophobia's a long word
A lil, signed, sealed, delivered
In every thought, in every word
My shirt, purple label my shirt
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