Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute
Now all im tryna do is get food
Faggot talk shit you'll get whacked call me italian.
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route
Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food
If i could call it a sandwich it would be italian
And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun
Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food
Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute
I was starving, didn't have money to buy food
And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot
Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food
All my niggas get together to gather loot
We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy
I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,
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