Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
How can i be a prophet with so much imperfection
What a blooper, so ironic coz i lie pretty much every day
Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace
I would freak out so much
So y'all can cope n' touch
Cause everyone dreams of the millionaire's life
I miss her so much i want to just grab a knife
We on a world tour, wale your man
Trap party rappers im so much better than
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
And the discography, somethin' you got to see
In a high chair so much i make all the toddlers jealous
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
So im sharper than a six inch blade
Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight
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