Drawing knives on the kids from the succotash fights,
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
Shitting his stock of cash out his ass
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
Live on the beach,sunny outside kids playin n da heat
Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed
Explicit is how i spit it shitting on em like a pidgeon
Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win
Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit
When the days slip / kids will look back on the time they had wasted
Still on my grind, got a lot of kids at home
Playin with fire is a danger zone
We use to be kids on that bob the builder,
Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver
I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard
I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/
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