You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
Sticking my dick in a purse, cuz i love fucking with cash
Never knew why i was falling
I know these haters watching
Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route
I spent my whole life getting hurt and abused
911 and osama, i fight with love instead of hate,
That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight
The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate
The people in this world they don't love they hate
I love the money but i hate the cheese
Like being garbage some type of disease
When i get to warwick avenue
Cuz im truly in love with u
The hottest thing in the club ain't no falling in love
In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because
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