I’m tryna be low key
Living young and wild and free
I got alotta phones
And nasty remains and bones
But i muscle rap
And like to boast and brag
December 4th a star was born
And once i'm dead and gone
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
As she goes through the levels
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front
Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,
Girl cut up, got lean on lean
And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and
Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant
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