Then those bitches who grew old.
All this paper i fold
I am not, let's consider me a little pecan
I'm married to the game, to the maximum, nissan,
These wack bitches getting old
Where i from, it get cold
Since i was a day old,
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled
With her own married husband, a bitch and a whore,
I got sexy ladies all over the floor
If i ever bleed dmv you can hear it when i speak
You ain't ready to get married but to get buried
Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat
And you know, if i could, i get married to rap
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