No one can fucking touch us
I just light up and focus
Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus
And it wasn't cause she couldn't control us
Just let us leave your streets and you can take our weeds"
My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds
Ass shots is a plus
You can even time us
We kick it back and forth, you can call us meth and red,
That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette
Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.
It ain't personalstrictly business, baby
He thinks that he can control
Timmy got his bike stole
I’ll ever let you control whats mine
So let's have a toast, everything fine
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