It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all
Sit on my middle finger and spin like a disco ball
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
I say middle finger to the pigs/ analyze my words cause thats how i live/
Now split that sweet down the middle, pimp
I practiced till that shit made perfect
Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her
Off this liquor with a stripper
So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring
Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting
This should be illegal man
Finger finger bang bang
Aight santana man...let's do this
I salivate at fine bitches
I cough on the chorus, sneeze on that loose leaf napkin
Puttin' bitches in coma's cause of my finger blastin'
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