Would have to work on his curls at the gym, his cat too smelly
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
Hiding reggie sacks in your socks
Hoes show me love, niggas give me props
I'm all talk, a smart ass wit tall socks,
For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots
Then watch him spin round and round til he sweats his socks
Left chicago with good money for 5 drops
You have your own opinions man
So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang
Knocking socks to own up or show accretion
Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him
Who dat, who dat? i got them saying
But you will have me anticipating
Not sure if you have noticed
The former, position of a pimp
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