That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low
That happen to act like a black president
S on my chest like a superman vest
My sim card's the bomb
Well go cry to your mom
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat
With the goons i spar
Bad, just like an 80's car
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same
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