Yo it time to slaughter another fake mc
There's a million names for your kind of chronic
On trial for possession of some chronic
I never though then i'd become an mc,
You see, i'm not just your average mc
Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick
Their face appears on missing cat posters
That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters
You gotta adapt though i'm never going back
Mommy and daddy were like a dog and a cat
I'mma make it rain trick
Rising higher than any mc
In the house, holla back
Yeah, im not the skinniest cat.
Is this because you you shagged ya cat
Hit your block with a glock, blog that
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