Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest
Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!
Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop
Raised as an asian so it only makes sense that i aim for the top
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
In private, not public in the streets
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...
All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit
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