'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck
Call it cliche when i fuck you up
To wet you niggas up like vagina holes
Love reefer and love sneaker above those
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
I became a nuisance to all, filled em up like i'm mucus
Fuck the haters i don't hear em' they think there dictators but
With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck
She said it really dont matter if its real though
I hit em up everywhere, especially down low/
But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen
I tell em fuck off cuz im fifteen already addicted to nicotine,
Go crazy when she hear music
Fuck em up with my dick
But you never come when you period is five days
But i pull 'em up when i'm passing teachers just in case
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