Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke
Broke his leg and his arm twice, thinks its a joke,
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
Chew off my leg and my motherfucker finger,
Or a arm leg amputation
You're uncool like my mother kin
I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby
Bars will put this faggot mc in a figure 4 leg lock till i snap his knee
Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here
Gon feast on a leg of freshly shot veal
Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test
Snatch his soul from his turtle neck and break his leg for disrespect
Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good
Should i say the fake leg made out of wood
And a car with no backseat and some leg room
Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june
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