And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack
I gave that bitch a tiny little slap
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
What you really feeling? and how you willy healing
Or like monumental mixtape of the moment
Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust
Meant to be just a tiny little spat
Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap
Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,
Secret society all we ask is trust
She don't really care about anyone advice
Scurry, scurry, like some tiny mice
Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried
Take you to your fucking grave along with yo whole tiny street
Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business
They expect me to respect their tiny erect penises
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