Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete
Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed
Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
Some niggas ain't got no luck
Tim fuckin duncan, posting up
Now momma told me be careful who you love
Explosion even killing the starbucks liberals
It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim
Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him
Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks
From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks
But luckily tim changed my year
She shift my gears and whispered in my ear
Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.
I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk
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