I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression
Honey is always the one i'mma call late
Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
But they sold jello in the paint
I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
When i'm low, she take me high
No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch
I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.
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