Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that
When they ask my answers always it was the cat
Professing they found one ready as this
The game is electronic cat piss
Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that
Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad
Mommy and daddy were like a dog and a cat
Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back
I know the world been waiting for that
Its flows and leaks from this cat
Im givin' you bad luck worse than a black cat
So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap
Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show
Conical bra make a cat go psycho
Well now i'm the top cat
You know, work that
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