If u wanna get home
You left your nigga on his own
This the land of the white man
Where ill get so fucking high damn
In private, not public in the streets
I'll get u tagged like bags at boutiques//
But radio ain't trying to follow suit
U a bad bitch ,girl don't get confused
I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever
And,i hope u get my apology letter
Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell
Ill snap u in have like the seahawks did randell el/
Get u a pot to pee?
Hail mary nigga, run quick see
Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind
Ill put u in a box/like you been abusing a child
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