A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms
I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs
So fat he has his own aviation station
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto
I got the sickest flow, i got your moms seven digits for 1 dollar not a penny mo,
You cant get your fat head round this.
Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches
So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"
So now i’m under pressure i want it bad
Now im up here smokin blunts, rubbin your moms cunt
Took something rough and turn it to a diamond
It felt so weird when moms went out to get her drink on/
It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won
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