Get drunk and wobble to nearest house full of waffles,
Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love
Making fun of a queer
Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear
I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows
Bitch. you fuckin yo dog in back of your house.
Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often
Old school convos, talking bout lotto, spreading advice, always a lot of fun
Make fun of my raps, it was an expression
But little to no interest after election
'til the thrill of killing animals was no longer fun.
I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million
And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper
Everyday day at school people makes fun of her,
My talent should take me places i've never been
I'm sick of floatin' around the house wondering
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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