It was wicked the image was vividly cryptic
I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit
This image in my mind man imma draw it out,
I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about
Cortinthians is against fags, if im not mistaken
Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from
Cause on the outside there's image everybody sees
She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice
I ain't here to tell no stories or to bore you with a shit verse
If i'm not mistaken you're supposed to be preventing forest fires
Ya a bunch of gold diggers outta ya mind mistaken me for a mine.
Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time
[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
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