And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen
Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children
Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep
Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,
And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with
That shit was ludicrous/ her pussy smelt like tuna-fish
I want to amaze people like jesus turned water red
Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet
Check the stats, my team winning
Make you choke while i'm ripping
Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red
They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed
I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies
I could use you as a toothpick in my bleak sleek teeth.
I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women
Don't make any excuses, you want to care for the children
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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