Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find
My soul begins to seek, research discovered the truth uncovered and devised
With shards of ice and glass
Private plane tsa can kiss my ass
Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
You spit shit, all over importance
She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since
Land of the burgers and fries,
Inferior, but i'm nice
Trying to move foward, though it never stops
And the significance of cops
Couple of shots and a glass of wine.
Guess that means you can never be mine
And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin
The importance of makin a fortune is blown outta proportion
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