I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat
I glide with peace the essence of heaven is cooked up meat
For the whole week, no time for cold feet
You suck on your daddys meat meat
Until i give her gashes where it's nothin' but the white meat
Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep
This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
But they're just about as appetizing as horse meat,
You'll never meet (meat) me
I be gettin' money
So i speak the language of loaf of bread to the hungry
And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see
But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep
Im not competitive but all these rappers beat me like im meat
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
And that's why they called you bitch
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