So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner
I look down in the river, no sound in that wet mirror
Woo-hah, got you all in check
She don’t give her nigga head
Im a head hunter with targets on every head
Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread
Now i'm spewing venom to the masses, outcome's bleak,
Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap
But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck
Face white as frank white, y'all ready to die yet?
I just want somebody i can see
White boy rappin' not an impossibility
Oh yeah, pops got a visa
White kid from suburbia
If you flow like a river, then my raps are a sea/
Why don't you just get a little taste baby
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