She going to borrow some money
I'm worst than a enemy
You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches
I'm not an enemy or an entity that's ready to be reckoned with
And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket
You are not a king or queen your real shit
On another level of devil so double the bass and hit the treble
If you're an enemy, imagine that i get pissed when you cross my mental.
But radio ain't trying to follow suit
I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,
And that i spent the night with her
Your sort of like my sister,
You have basically locked yourself in a crate
We both teenagers with the same mind state
The only time i flirt with her
Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,
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