Hoes show me love, niggas give me props
Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks
You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,
Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave
Rappers wanna battle me, i have to mail their heads back
I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track
I'll mail them to your door and send a note
My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke
With parts of their body through the mail
But i come on the weekends, pablo jail
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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