Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
Good kids make bad grown ups
I put my raps on vine,
But that was only one time
Before i hit you with my abyssal vine whip
If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret
I’m trifling, damn right ignorant
Social conditioning and
And some strawberries and some chocolate
You, you, you have to pay for that
Big money, i’m talking bad hoes
Riddles and jokes and scary crows
And inhospitable,
Shout out them strippers who hustle
And remember what i said and
I ain't trying to be ignorant
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