Now that's what you call a game
No set trip, no color claim
So athletic at this rap game eat the track like chocolate chips
Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits
No more money, no more fame
So much to say a scrabble game
No one no where no why no how
Bad bitches get low right now
Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs
No monopoly type flow, no chance
7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune
No groom husband, no bloom
Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low
// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]
You're uncool like my mother kin
No affiliation
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