Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can
It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn
You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees
Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies
But i will still give your mum my drops of cum
Brand new drop, i'm riding through harlem
Fuck the streets, fuck you, and fuck your ethnicity
Commitment no not really, and shawty don't be silly
I was playing with guns
Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,
Wale, d.c. thats me, huh
Fuck your criteria
I diss your mum and argue just to play some devil's advocate
But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip
So i can finally say to mum
Bet i get like 8 of them
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