Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck
Cause when im done with you your ganna be stuck
Even if you get out alive you're stuck in disrepair
When danielle or milan decide to fucking share
You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and
It's late and you stuck in my basement
You stuck the shortest moder
Just blink twice and i’m there where you are
While you cough it up like it was stuck in your lungs.
And i ain't never plan to be famous
I be stuck to the money you niggas is too backwards
Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters
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