This is a song about "Imbeciles and lasagna"

And don't ever (and don't ever)

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper

And don't ever (and don't ever)

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

I cant stress it enough to you imbeciles

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Living young and wild and free

Chillin' with homies and family

A criminal grind mean hustle

And inhospitable,

I put some cash in ya pocket

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

And nasty remains and bones

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