I stick to the script, now i think i missed a scene
I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen
And i'll show you all type of bitches
Cause bitch, i'm big business
World play? shit, bust out the type writer
Girl, what you grabbing cash for
Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit
With an encrypted script, leave you with your blood to drip
So the homie wale can leave the hook right
I know their type, they're fucking petrified
Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist
Turn your set upside down like i flipped the script,
We've lost so many kids to gun violence, and the facts are worse,
They never envisioned a rift, but time was flippin' the script on the brothers
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