Jason keaton, i can only imagine
Make fun of your dealings with my millions on fallon/
I feelin like the ?bob?, when he was on da fone wit jimmy.
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Yelling "swag" on a cops car 'til i fell down
She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around
I always judge a book by the cover, never the page
Ment,a car on the pavement should have bought a roll cage,
Should i die i'll return like the messiah and piss on your car
Ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far
Can't contest so he go leave to harvest
Hotel suite, room keys is a gift
And it rules everything around them
Could he be weird al, could he be jimmy fallon?
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