Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still
See santa coming on a reindeer
The science and the art, africa
Bitch i’m coming for ya.
Coming up in the impala.
My all gold rolly or the
Me and my microphone could be one
Im fucking coming, blocking the sun
Which means she ain't never hear nothing
We tell that nigga that im coming
Most of them niggas dumb
You're just coming down from
Lights coming up, night coming up,
She was the queen of the club
But this rap you never saw coming
Wait, now it's about eight something
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