Yea, i hit it up and spit it off with michael/
Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal
I say im hot as fuck
Course not, i'm big like horse nut
"hi there, you hungry, how can i cater?"
The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her
Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die
I have your girl right beside me. she says hi.
Reputation is vital when you facin your rival
Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,
Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow
Its yatzee my game is over i live for michael now.
I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen
Fuck hookers man i get ass for free, panties drop as soon as i crash the scene
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