This is a song about "Yu can t ball"

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

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