Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date
Im so fresh with my lines you can call me glade.
Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick
So you wanna play with magic?
Mama ain't raise no fool, true
So im comin back at you
Im bionic my flows exotic im bout to wet niggas with my flow so
But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow
Dont you see im brimming with energy
Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see
I never use a fork i always spoon her
You get heated im so much calmer,
She gonna dance when that molly through
Seriously get out im done with you,
So bare with me im many types of cray.
Cause i ain't really care what the rest say
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