Poke out from behind her
I'll get in your brother,
Not too many is touching, double m g this summer
Look, if i have another son, it's your brother
Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
I'm going harder than michael around your little brother
I am spitting rhymes out like i am a type of robot
They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop
Done with the corny rhymes
All the time with this glock of mines
Spitting your beats with your so called crew
Real recognize real, real women dont know you
So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots
I'm vicious with the spitting, are you even spitting new bars?
Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair
While i'm sitting here spitting rhymes you think its not fair
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