My bad, i just wanna gaze into space
Thinking of bliss and the good days
I just wanna chill, but my evil twin
Stand up misses i love your ambition
And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches
God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,
True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try
And pants tight please be a dyke, cuz im a freakin freakazoid its like my
Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist
Look, just remember how that winning taste
These damn rhymes are falling out of my pants pocket, i can't stop it
But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit
Ya'll wife and white knight her
Man i just lost my temper
When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands
Not even let you touch me, why would i let you down my pants?/
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