In her defense she a part of the crowd
And those kids just about, belted out
Move like i’m walking with an open case
Kids don't get beat up for lunch money nowadays
With plenty of money and women
Make them more insecure when they caught one
I only got four minutes
Oh and fuck all the cool kids
And giving peppermint candy to innocent kids
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
Size 9 fly kicks
"money and blood don't mix
Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
Why you sore huh? you go and just diss a dozen kids
Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips
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