But for long time i had gone cold
Fuck the judge tho i was fucken stoned
At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters
Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse
Damn is your mattress dry
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby
Best believe tho i drizzled your mother in my pee
This flow so slow, i`m so slick,
Keep the bitches on my dick
I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho
Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow
I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough
My brain just left me but it didn't say bye, tho
Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her
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