See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth
At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters
This flow so slow, i`m so slick,
Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick
Nate, you could never keep up with the raps i kill
Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill
Gucci man, it's the gucci crew
Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
I heard that statistic i almost cried
Can't you see in breaking inside
(what up dad?) do you remember breaking into our house?
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
I got something you've been waiting for
I"m the designated driver
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