Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours
Like a shot threw the mouth echo threw the house
Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows
Not even got any electric for the whole house
Stack in his hand trynna make that last
600 benz, house six hundred grand
Mouse slowly carouse to rat, as swings the bat, robbing house after house
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
And getting money is the song i sing
You're in another crack house drinking,
Im there halfway, tripping in the half house
So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth
Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts
This home is lookin' like it's a flop house
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