*is that what i think it is?*
Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches
Me im heated you better believe it several hearts control alt deleted
Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that
But i guess that shit's just tough love
Nick all the worlds childrens presents
I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end
Your bad is what is alleged
What is it? it is nothing,
Don't want to be the king
Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop
Im heated, so hot no red light for stop, sit staring at the time on the clock
Heated, that i might take first place, i rap so fast you'd think its a race,
I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space
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