And nike put em on punishment they won't ever come out
Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account
I be on some fly, rich nigga shit, steppin’ out
We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Amazing and fire blazing ill rob your retirement savings
Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine
Marathons writing songs on daylight savings time
Just delete that old account, no one will be sad that you're gone.
Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song
While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison
And delete your rappad account, and i'll set u free to play and run aghit i'm done
You remind of a dead moose, beaten up kids screaming" fuckin abuse!"
They're damaged living lavish claiming they can handle savings but fail to prove
She call me bob the builder cause i screw shit so tight
And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright
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