Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
His busted chops overlapped, like the roofs shingles.
Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit
Acrimonious harmonious flows are busted
See your dentals busted
Rack, rack city shit
Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen
Southern niggas, y'all think that we lean back when we sippin' lean,
Ambition is still very big
We went back to my place real quick,
But i do quite well with all the bait
Sitting back, we enjoy the wait,
You got reason to brag
Try to hit us , we hit back
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