Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red
Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck
And still got my nike boots
Because me and my dudes..
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
My mom and pops didn't want me
When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state
She understands me and makes me check my heart rate
Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar
The things they say went a little too far
Me and my whole damn team,
62 dreams, roll a date with some lean
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