Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick
Woops sorry, tasty food makes me go off topic
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
Obviously on munchies but my vibe is as tasty as a chutney
You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams
Pussy so tasty i eat them up like pastries,
Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks
When i expose you like glitter and cakes
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang
Coppin them cakes and chop it but hey man
But you still have a tasty family ready for me.
You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty
Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back
Pattying cakes with her son and he looks like he's glad
More major than frajer cakes baked; man, they got the cons right
I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light
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