Im fucking with the best and mucking up the worst
I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world
Always hopin' for the worst
Who dat, who dat? cole world
Ask her address she holla saks fifth
Cause i was livin out my worst fears
My moms turn-for-the-worst are turntables/
Here i go again, searching for love
I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper
Digging yourself one or getting bitch slapped for bad behavior
During the summer my addiction took a turn for tha worst
Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first
I'm worst than a enemy
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
No ho, acquainted with the floor
Money is worst than a war
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