Runnin home invasions
Well, i have a gram cupcake mix
So i guess you think you grown
Nobody is going home
Runnin home invasions
Without the sound of guns
Baby im in the zone
And i'ma call it my home
I thought van-city was home
Playing with fire is a danger zone
Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone
A boy who feels his home, just ain't his home
Put in work never get a tongue stuck"
I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck
Stop blowin' up my cell phone
Asshole flowers, going home
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