But did you think about your mom,
Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong
And if you say you cant swallow then i say you're fucked
I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different
Your mom would rather raise a maggot
I put the nigga in his casket
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
You said you heard crys and thought it was carl, but you would have seen your mom if you
I'm so corrupt i fucked your mom and she paid me.
You be get up on this fly shit baby
Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks
Remember driving upstate text your mom updates.
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