And kill yourself and your clique
I’m way harder than the concrete
If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass
Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,
And we crazy, homes
And nasty remains and bones
And don't ever (and don't ever)
I'm here to make it better
And a fridge and some broccoli
A military mind mean money
But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse
Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,
What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand
And remember what i said and
And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and
As my name get bigger this game get different
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