But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess
And cash money supermarket like seth,
Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that
Don't be ashamed if your raps feel likes its bad
Put it all on the table, do it like a menu
Shit is very corny nobody likes you
And weather or not she likes me is still a blur
And my nigga bam bam, he ready for whatever
And weather or not she likes me is still a blur
Niggas who be rapping how real they are
Just the way he likes embarrassing people with no degree
Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty
Coz it seems its likes you lose in every other case
I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space
And you're, approaching me right
Your mind likes, robbing you of the spotlight
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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