I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
But, shorty i'm far from a saint
Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate
Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate
People love hodgy i hate you though
Thinks they can play in my m-o
I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya
Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
Busting off, tryna touch the sky
Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break
Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...
Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit
Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...
Still listen to big
This flow so slow, i`m so slick,
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