Pop-pop, hit a mini mug
Now im laying like a rug.
To the homestead suites to drink liquor
The only time i flirt with her
Im a beast, im an animal, classified as a cannibal
When i talk about money all you see is the struggle
I cant say im a rapper
Say bye bye to her
I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel
But im not religious, im just fucking stuck in a viscous wheel,
Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill
Im just waiting for a volunteer,
Cuz im a quick mutherfcker im a sick pig
But it seems like a scene outta flick
And then along came the wrong man for her
Maybe im drinker, maybe im a smoker
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