Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front
Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend
Go back to your toys, y'all ain't sexy.
No cadillac, no perms, you can't see
Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks
Ur strength slipping from both hands/
Remember stand up for ur rights
I ain't hating on you, rock them shines
I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
Ur love was always fake
Of course they all hate
Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun
Cuz ur the only reason
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