Trap our young black seeds
Betta stay outta the streets
I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs
With stubs coming outta their shrubs
I’ll be back on the same night
Then it winks outta sight
Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick
Are they made outta plastic?
Move your shit outta here
The struggle is real
Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy
Get outta my face, looking boy
Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake
Straight outta my kitchen your way… homemade,
H2o flow and i don't hold gate
Thats why my flow flies straight,
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