And say that im trash, but bro you be looking in the mirror
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them
To worry about me and my bro steven
Bro enough farting, i'll teach ya how to swing rap and sing
You little niggas little league i'm the real thing
And i never put a ho before my bro
Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow
Bro when me and j dot take the spot you're facin a storm
Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form
Bro do you have something to say? i'm a receiver and also a sender,
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
I'm here bro, and i'm getting ready to own/
Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home
Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto
Stop taking drugs and be aware of cops hey yo mcee obey my fucken law and shut of the computer bro
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