With his hood raised up, this boy is lacking luck, combating in blood.
While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and
I can see all the shit you're lacking,
Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string
Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night
Shutting faggots on his obtuse lacking habits. i bet my shit now recognized
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