Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake
Guess what they got a choice to make
I say baby just make me cum, then don't make a sound
Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count
And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take
Be thankfull for every breath you make
Blowin' that long beach
You gotta make a speech
Take it in turns just to make sure we make an emphasis
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
Make the crowd go wild and make em panic
Just like a cannon from the teen in nick
Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close
I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose
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