And my dick is just that big!
Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick
Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit
Momma saying daddy a sex addict and a piece of shit/
Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex
And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets
Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,
You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes
And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket
And it's nasty how bad you're about to get blasted
Just trying to decipher between violence and sex
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
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