Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen
Imma best sell this shit at some thugs, and check out my tongue//
Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work
Anyway you waste my time, time to wipe of that smirk
Instead of wiping my ass i wipe my mouth
I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows
Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned
My whole family was concerned of the music i had learned
It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one
I never told a lie and i don't bite, my motherfucking tongue,
One shot out of my new smith and wesson
I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue
Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack
Check it my ''one'' word was deadly than your whole crap you call rap
What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand
She said slip this piece of paper on your tongue and
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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