Wolf gang, kill em' all
Schools out, its time to ball.
As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away
In here it a different kinda ball play either that or making it rain all day
And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates
Even though i walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
The board ceo, i'm glad you all
Staring at the crystal ball
No less profit, themed when we drop shit
When rob and dez was in the ball pit
Miley came in like a wrecking ball, i came in like an american nuclear explosion, the rhyme version,
No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/
Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
The ball in my fingers. i be shooting threes outside all day with my hittas and i
Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die
The ball in my fingers. i be shooting threes outside all day with my hittas and i
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