Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
He left something out, something was wrong there something was missing.
After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard
Why you ignorin these feelins between us, must be that "l" word
Seems like there s a killer on the scene
D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine
And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her
Between us we can take bad and make it better,
Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates
Geechi on her, came back: a million chains
Like there must be something wrong for us to dislike school
Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son
Cause i ain't really care what the rest say
Something had led us so astray
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