If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list
Spitting drips of fire like the safe haven of satanist
Sick of the spitting on riches and bitches and that shit
I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet
They say we living in troubled times
When spitting all of these rhymes
Three times cause fate had my side
Spitting drips of fire like
Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs
Come get a taste, of the these coca lines
Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines
And while, you're spitting these wack lines
Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block
I am spitting rhymes out like i am a type of robot
Scat porn with corny lines consistency of grits
Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids
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