I'm an evil clown, shootin up the town getting dough like a baker
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
This main niggas may be getting figures,
Better yet they work my every nerve
I would be over the world getting stronger.
Listen to every word that i slur
I get a gunner for this so you tongues getting lit
All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit
Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though
My money don't fold i'm gettin' this dough
Yea say that i am whack cause i really don't mind ill be getting busy ragging your
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
This crap is just soft as dough, dog
I don't need your girl. man i got a lot
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