Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
No i aint get respect, old heads pay me no mine like i aint make a threat
This grit is what im feeling but i aint got a light
Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side
She told me erything is real
Cause i aint no pokemon just a seer
Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed
Does she know you are a big ass snitch and a cheat
Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage
I never fucked that tight white bitch, because i found out that hoe was the snitch,
I aint really a rapper
I call her, no answer
Get a life, i aint goin tell you twice
Right flows down and they might go nice
Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh
You ain't rich, you're a snitch, and you broke nigga,
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