That shit was ludicrous/ her pussy smelt like tuna-fish
Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith
You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
Streets is calling square niggas leave a message
John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch
Phoma is having dinner, while the killer's awaiting by the river
And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter
I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt
Throw it in the river where she sunk
I flow so deep you in a river, now you peddling/
But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something
But here's the kicker, i'm living on the river
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
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