Before i put this mac to your ear like a telephone
I'm definitely in a class of my own
Catch you up on places i've been
Thought he's made an invention
From the back seat, back seat
Of the coke and the smoke of weed
So i guess you think you grown
Hang up the telephone
Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms
Like a deck of of fricken pokemon cards
Of instant elation
Gin makes me sin
Return of the king of flow
At this love thing toe to toe
Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,
Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years
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