Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly
You could've got off that high and by and say fucking hi,
I was twelve when the gunned you
Hi! my name is... (what?) my name is... (who?)
That photograph is fading
Playing with my heart, saying
Let my angel sing
Thats what she always saying,
Live off my lie and my lullaby
Excuse me do you know me? hello hi
Hi bitch i'm flyer than where kites sit
Yeah see i let my nigga hit that
Where the thing is amazing
I swear to satan i'm saying
Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies
Munchies, hi hutchies, eat lunchies, make countries,
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