Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave
You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,
Left chicago with good money for 5 drops
Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks
Rappers wanna battle me, i have to mail their heads back
Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad
I'll mail them to your door and send a note
I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat
See i'm ahead but you stay the snail
With parts of their body through the mail
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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