Scissor hands slice it up like spicy subway sandwiches.
Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes
And copy what's hot until that goes cold
Me and rap are close, like butter on toast
Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck
Saw your girl got a taste and hurled up color like butter cup
Im as sweet as a jelly bean
Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
We're barely making dollars at our peanut jobs, close to me,
In my bread and peanut butter you're the jelly in between
Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme
And a flow like a butter fly that stings like a bee
Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money
Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel
I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here
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