.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot
I can only imagine, uncle bob
The actual bitch of a person that hides behind my forever mask
And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast
Bitch i thought you knew that i didnt owe you, so suck my umbrella in this bitch
Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage
I will dominate my fate, bitch learn that hutch is the name!
And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame
Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness
Call that bitch a hen then i go about my business
They gettin chips, they flippin bricks
She swallow my kids, that bitch never spits
Ima lay it down and have myself a taste
Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed
You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image
But you my side chick, side dick, so i guess that makes you my bitch
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