The ville with a coupe rocket
Pass that, catch back, fast that
Iraqi rocket launcher
I feel like deaths around the corner
Think i was stiff and rotten dissed and forgotten
I get fresh from yankee stadium to the garden
But i aint even mad, cuz if i dissed you back you would be ruined and furious
Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts
Who do i gotta murk i dissed 2 rappers already
You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty
Rocket my name i know you love it
Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit
Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest
Every time i rap i got dissed ,i got pissed know i must rest
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