Bad bitches never loved them though
U stole my money bread and dough
Heart filled with hatred and fear, stole a car to get my mind clear,
New dough for the new year and i sumo on a rap peer
I gotta bounce, i don’t call her
Put those fake nigger s to do my labor
It all started when my mother took my bike away
Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day
Once as a slave who imagined being free
Roll up in my ‘rrari stole your bitch i’m sorry
Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes
You stole from me from under my nose
That's how we make it right
Everywhere on my bike
It sends her on a trip so right
I ride an all white bike
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