And i'm all that, hit the passenger door
I teach 'em a lesson like common core,
I met silver, told him to hold my beer as i dove in
So get your glass lift it up in the toast position
Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep
Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,
I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze
Just like when i choke you fake g's
She vying for number one, tryna be number one
Your brains just caves in, when, im busting out like unborn children,
When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep
Verses sweep my mental urges bleak
I arrive and burst into the room and im first till i meet my tomb
It's all be over soon, and with a silver spoon you'll be meeting your doom.
This guy's a choke artist
You know i stick to the script
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