Posters on the wall, posted on my balls
I have thoughts of gluing on horns on newborns,
Have evil thoughts on ways to make deniro
Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough
I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body
I want your last thoughts to be me, sitting on your couch watching glee
All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on
Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john
I'd be good though cause i always got some #fly #sneakers on
I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb
Yall just kept me on that good energy.
And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see
Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker
It was a good call to cover the cuts on the motherfucker
Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look
Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good
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