That i will leave earth with her
I'll got three rounds like stephen bonner
My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,
Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop
Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply
If you do then ima have to aim and fry
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
Don't worry. im steady busting these 3's just like my nigga stephen curry,
If critics say my rhyme's stink, i'll fry em til there's burnin smells
I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself
Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her
So type ur best n i'll fry ur set take a minute n hour
Shit im making history im already legendary, fucking stephen kings cary in her hairy ass pussy,
They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy
Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die
Hook me up to a chair and watch as my brains fry,
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