Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong
And once i'm dead and gone
It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors
Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,
And a fridge and some broccoli
With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
I’m trifling, damn right ignorant
Grab the scissors and saws and
And don't ever (and don't ever)
Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever
Please put that in your notes
And nasty remains and bones
Good kids make bad grown ups
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
And some strawberries and some chocolate
Another love song about shit
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