Snapple fact: you rather wack
Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad
Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat
I am the grand in grand theft auto street
Like football your ass smacked dad
See i let my nigga split that
But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land
Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand
Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy
Calling it the grand prix
Now you got me hopped up on that
Like wheres erick at (dad?)
How bout that shit, ain't that just grand?
If you ever feel alone and
Whats a daughter without her dad
They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black
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