And the v12, that's on various trips
Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,
A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred
I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit
Your yard, full of pieces of lard
See, and now life seem hard
Couple of shots and a glass of wine.
Gyal me know you's a freak from long time
Of potential cases
See boy she been in love
Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts
Credit card late fees
Top of my pile of bodies
Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators
And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth
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