Heard the sound of several gun shots
Not feeling yall but im feeling ya moms
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
I made your moms ass rosy
I don’t care where ya are
No i can't drive a car
You can hear those car tires on the road unless you tell me what's up
Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut
To seize everything you ever wanted
O wait...your moms already did/
Get a little smart, want to change yo tops
Pop toasters and they live with they moms
Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas
Me i got a nice house, car and some cash
Who smokin in my car?
You get close but no cigar
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