Haters acting the bitterest they just mad cause im different
Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust
I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school
Fuckin chicks is a rule if my girl think im loyal then that bitch is a fool
I'm in love with a lady who crazy
All these haters who mad and be nagging at me
Two times for the chicks with the right bag
When i was mad, you thought i was sad
See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth
I’m just a flowing white boy who has mad haters
Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/
Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time
I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third
Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt
These haters mad, cause my rap's flow's sick
Teach you how to rope a chick
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