You kids sweet / fuck ur bitch tweets/u dudes r pussy
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh
Yo i ain't gonna dies u or else i'll miss u
But she forgot about the golden rule
Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool
I wouldn't wana be you you want to be me you can't look in the mirror
Wittier than any nigga, sicker then a wino kidney liver
I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that
Fuck you fuck u off and move to the next lad
Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl
Bitch cuz amma fuck u tight
These hoes ain't acting right
You aint shady spiritually literally or lyrically, your a shit stain not metaphorically now leave,
I am not a person i represent an idea that you can be whoever the fuck you wana be civil liberties
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