This is a song about "Wedding rap for brittany and jimmy"

Snapple fact: you rather wack

The wedding tape makes me travel back

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I'm supposed to flow and so i'm dope, i rap for broken homes,

And you're poised for fueling tragic, happenings if you dare rap against

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

My rhymes are brake lights on #late #nights, jimmy fallon,

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

I spit wats best,this is my first rap and i promise plenty for the rest!!!

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

And if you know planet apps is a place for you little jimmy

Let's rap together and make good beats for the streets

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans