Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound
I'll diss you all, make you delete your account,
If i die before i wake
Account the amount we are paid
And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby
Naming his account eminem, putting a photo of shady
God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd
Okay lets have a look at your account and see what it's all about:
Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account
Not into diamonds i'm shining just to get geechied out
We use to be kids on that bob the builder,
I never use a fork i always spoon her
Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime
Marathons writing songs on daylight savings time
I'm talking first place, ten stacks in your account
She would throw a pout how i'm showing out
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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