And my only fear's a wedding ring
Your girl i'm fisting so stop your bitching
Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.
Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold
Did the best i could, raised in insanity
Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny
Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream
Faded dreams-schemes have been unbalanced by green on the triple beam.
I'm fried from this ripple
And double to triple
Triple claws to the mid like you met freddie
On they twitter writing novels, see
Tryna get this dough, triple my advances
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
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