It ain't gon' be no back and forth
Sittin on bowling balls
Cut out your livers gizzards and balls
Huh, a metaphor of course
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
I'll sic' ya with decrees, fresh from the gat's scoff, it's #hat's off, #littered #debris,
Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop
Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop
You made me wanna
Your balls big vagina
Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce
His nuts so big, bitch he sitting on his balls
I call her, no answer
Your balls necro butcher
So we can live again
Cause we fresh on the game
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