Now i know a lotta styles, some see
Can't understand why all my exes hatin' me.
Niggas who be rapping how real they are
Fucking u with ma middle finger
I'm sure to get rich
No they're fucking not, bitch/
Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see
Never fuck with crazy, nobody fucking with me
Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.
My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless
I'm not in your inner circle, so i'm fucking up your set
The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said
Of the vhs especially during sex baby
No not eminem this is fucking slim davy
Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets
Not going to be jerked around be those fucking pricks
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