When I be rhyming I make it look easy
Chilling at home I be watching Berleezy
My flow like butter I’m making it cheesy
It’s getting chilly I’m calling it breezy
Yes I f#cked your b#tch
Off the top of the dome
Yes I be calling her phone
She got 7 digits
I’m making a visit
She like when I lick it
I like when I spit it
More often then quit it
I do this sh#t like all time
All time, all time, all time, yea
Yes I be killing this sh#t
I’m making it shine
I’m feeling divine, yea
Like an invention
There’s no need to mention
I’m killing this sh#t like it was f#cking {?}, woo
Walk in like a stick man
Bout to go hit a lick man
Walk in like a stick man
Bout to go hit a lick man
Walk in like a stick man
Bout to go hit a lick man
Walk in like a stick man
I f#cked your b#tch
Yes I f#cked your b#tch
And she (What)
She like that sh#t (What, what)
I f#cked your b#tch
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