Who do you think you are
The engine in back of my car
Thinking about you, you slag
Bring that shit the fuck back
Wanna spend it all on you
Fuck you i'll buck you you suck too
Like you understand what you say
Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play
You think i'm lying to you
Mama ain't raise no fool, true
Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most
He'd fucked you up, pawn you, murk you, lyrically leavin' you diagnosed//
I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave
You liberace's, versace's, and you nazis,
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