Gonna spread more creep then a z v z
So high i’m on the ceiling baby
E-v-i-l cant you see this is i-r-l, do i gotta spit some internet slang to get it threw to you
Him away/ is the day my life will be erased / call it dooms day if i choose to
M v p like steve nash
And when it come to the cash
In the back of the crown v, its me, ben, and speedy
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
They giving pounds and that before get the money
I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,
Bought a brand new car for my after party
See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.
Lots of these rappers did mothers, didn't they have h. i. v?
Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
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