Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag
That's shock value, homie, i want fans all hyped up to clap,
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
But it’s for shock value and money, we simply draw from this energy,
But gang banging was an absolute calamity
It's about niggas and bitches, power and money
I'm a #scientist scoping in my meth lab, skip #math,
She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash
Now you gotta understand i was a family man
You test me and i'm goin' harder than a math exam,
To rap while cursed by math
Baby got that super bass
I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward
An emotion that has no value and doesn't need to be heard
To divide and conquer like math equations
So here i am at the store for some chips
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