Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore
All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/
Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel
She shift my gears and whispered in my ear
And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see the real me.
I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city
And in fact i can’t deny
I'm on my grown man b.i you see why
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.
Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now
Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow
Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story
A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?
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