And older women put a nigga on their bucket list
Face it ur basic, my skillz designed, ur shits makeshift
And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down
This is a double entendre ur a troubled contender for my crown improve ur vocab clown/
Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do
Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you
Theres never a day when ur never on my mind
A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind
Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet
U put ur foot in my j's n then lace it,
Tell them niggas they sleeping
Yeah he is my everything
100 percent on everything and on my team
And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream
I kill everything including my beats and flow
Definition of cold: ice, 30 below
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