I make forty-some dollars a day
You wack rappers can go lay
Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad
And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack
While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack
To tell the truth most if you lil niggas wack
This raps probably wack
Sneak up on attack
Splice and mash, bite the cash, imagine if all rap was wack,
Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag
Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss
Im avoiding wack bitches
The pioneer of the coke rap
All yall other rappers wack
Every motherfuckin thing about you is wack
She said she wanna man, told her im real rap
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