Cut you in half, call you duplex/
A coward dies a thousand deaths
Only way yall getting pussy is if you call up a slut
What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup
And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,
Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet
I heard that time is money
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,
I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat
To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats
You rap about selling weed and money schemes
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