Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
He ain't give a fuck about you
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
But who gives a fuck, i guess nobody
And this is dc where the rich see the poor
Thinking i should test it, then thinking i’m a fool
My microphone is my tool, i ain't no fool
But she forgot about the golden rule
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
You other brothers can’t deny
It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue
Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you
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