Soaked smelly t-shirt, let my heart do a spin.
High off life? my nigga not even
And shrimp might run and tell the pigs
Street corners sucking dicks,
Then you gobble teams of dicks
I only got four minutes
I'm famished, i didn't plan this, this rap hit was manic, but it'll take ten dicks
I will use my intricate lyrics to expose their simplest gimmicks
The fish was kinda smelly
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
Income comes cause in your mouth they cum when you suck dicks
Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids
I get paper like i a mail box, seen
Havent you got some dicks to clean?
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