I go back to my friend rob.
Bring the keys, oh my god
Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob
Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop
Ugly like randyrhinos mother
Or something that you paid for
Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot
It gets me madder than a mob, it gets me thinkin' i'd rather rob
Become all the ugly pretty mythical miracle birds
Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records
Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck
All these bitches ugly, call them girls up
When i arrive the whole town gets sunny
The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly
On yo ugly ass face
Looking for them better days
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