Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one
Californication, nah this is acidification, and i'm jason
Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag
Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back
Go ahead whine and sit you ain't shit
Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit
You big ass motherfuckin' fag!
And i got that bait, they all bad
Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out
When my days are numbered and i got nothing to whine about/
Machete to your face, jason
Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun
When i set my bars on this frenzied fag
To get them niggas while they laid back
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