Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
Good kids make bad grown ups
And get me some more drugs
Money, drugs, and power rule the world,
Back like i never ever left in the first
My wordplay is a haze come and play in my maze
Put expressions in their music and create the face
Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;
In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux
Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee
Or did he marry his cousin , i don't know but pussy is pussy and i get pussy
Drivin' my impala and selling drugs
European model white bitch is eating donuts
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