To all the frauds stop faking, relax
I can only construct raps
She like when i rap raps
In that pretty red dress, let's dance
A rational b j given by your raps
Check my bank account, got racks on racks
Enough of the weakened raps
Know it good when she go no hands
He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs
You cant make a dime with your raps
My raps will rape your raps in both of their asses!
And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus
Like skyler, stuck around too long with heisenberg, hit an iceberg/
I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word
Down just so we can grow
I spit raps like tobacco
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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