Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong
At least he knew where to go and how to move on
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
A degree in cs to this gentleman you see
Huh, a metaphor of course
Your flow sucks like plastic straws
Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit
I go watch a horror flick and laugh at it
Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though
Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know
Hey cole world, real cold world
I’ll go easy at first
Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks
As she goes through the levels
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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