We're two separate digits, we're a whole knew league kid,
That's motivation, my people living wicked
My arsenal, makes for an awesome show
Not a high league but look at her thighs though
When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep
And if ya like the beat, too bad its out ya league.
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
A league of monsters like i done released the horror
Walter payton mercedez, sweetness in every ride
I'm at the top of the league the way i pro-vide,
Took my heart away from money
Beaches of normandy.
A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
Right flows down and they might go nice
Top of my pile of bodies
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