Or was it a snow cone? who knows...
Guess i’m different than most
Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug
Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck
They get my usual and give some extra fries too
I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you
I got ways to sort beef like shattering jaws on concrete,
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
Packing pleasant feelings cause my sandwich packs a punch
Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much
Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,
Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive
I milk this game like udders, kill these faggots utterly.
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
Okay, i’m back off into this bitch
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