Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread
Cant handle cause knowing me u might get smack upside your head
Won't shave his beard again and he pretends he doesn't hear me
And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see
She's dying sir i need your help
That's why i never claimed i was the best
Your itch stick won't help none
I'm a son of a gun
If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape
Hola man u need your ass shave just keep on masturbate till u are abate
Just to help me survive, or to help me stay fly
Never meant to make your daughter to cry
And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread
All these bitches giving me stress instead of giving me head
Mess with me you gunna get your head split
Platinum and gold, you gots to love that
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