Style is patent, the measures is drastic
Now she return the favor, she sucking on my dick
Its open mic night and i'm going to win the grand prize
That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice
Winning ain't all i want, his demise is my prize
And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys
Embracing the changes puberty left my dick with
Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live
Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma
I float in the pussy like my dick is a yacht uh
The lives, survived to prize my vital n' heightening energy, rhymin' with better frees
No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies
On my dick, feel the sting, this is where drugs sling,
‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
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