J. cole's her ghost writer
I"m the designated driver
Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
So i told her i got something you've been waiting for
I was twelve when the gunned you
Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans
Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams
Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row
Zero,because i have no mothafuckin fearo of them pretzel dick hero
And i'd like to serenade you for every day you
It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue
No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch
I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.
I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space
I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race
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