Nothing to do so ya just release a track,
Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad
The pressures getting to my head, so i gotta release/
We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets
And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream
Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,
Look, i got no time for that type of connection
Now climb, ascend an release your tension
Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards
Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts
Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good
So you wanna release platinum? you won’t even go wood,
She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice
Always am involved with the skills i release
Release rhymes, beast lines, welcome to the meat grind,
Fucking with a motherfucking mind
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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