My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet
Fuck you and your whole street, soulja boy gone bring the heat
The blunt sweet lubricatin hunnies in crunk heat,
You finally got right? no longer a black sheep
Track 4.) break the bank (break the bank)
The faker they shakin' my hand
Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom
Nuclear heat burning up like radon
You might not understand my speech but you can feel the heat
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead
Plenty beef to go around and plenty me to stand the heat
But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep
I pray the lord my guns to keep
Chill ass song, bring all that heat
I get my paper, y'all just hate
Take a kitkat take a break,
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