Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground
Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round
Rappers’ volume dropping, appalled by this naw name
Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again
I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son
As far as some know, this man's woe was just a local uncommon pun
Notorious, pun, l, sean, k.r.i.t., but i'm the big picture,
Model bitches is on line like "beliebers" on twitter
That was a pun no seriousness in that one
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
I don't sprint just boost when i feel
So get the heck outta here,
Can't win with a passive attack
Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back
Ain't even tryna hold back
Hell naw you need to re-think that
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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