Fuck, clean up on aisle six
Im a don in this shit, yall kids
In my crib / butlers, women and nah no kids
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
Sellin to kids without a fukin care,
Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there
Why are all these kids livin in plead,
Now the first week sales can't hardly compete
Kids in the bathroom were just passing by
I be ballin, they wonder why
Stuntin' in my rarest pair
Kids who need attention love and care
Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six
No food in your fridge how you gna feed four kids
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