It ain't personalstrictly business, baby
So much gold, they might as well call me midas b
Only been to one mixer but they call me a trickster
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
Lyrical giant, seven-footer, they call me shaq/
While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack
So they just call me mr. fantastic
She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick
A crook they call me a psychopath
1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass
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