Okay
f#ck yo’ head up
Rappin’ boy be specific
Kicking stones eat a sixteen
Call that sh#t delicious
f#ckin’ b#tches doin’ dishes
Need a different hobby
Dirty sheets, claim the beats
f#ck that shotzy
Go to parties stumble in
Takin’ shots like yahtzee
Beat the p#ss# in the sheets
I kick her to the lobby
Dirty freak from the east
With a voice like Bazzi
When I die I said f#ck it
I pop a pill and I’m chillin’
I don’t give a f#ck about you or yo’ mans or yo’ feelings
Listen up I pour my pain out in these f#ckin prescriptions
b#tch I’m bagging on this beat
Ain’t been this high in a minute
sh#t I’ll f#ck yo’ shoulders up
Bring the biggest buck
Leave you rappers lookin’ cold as f#ck
Tummy tuck baddest bad b#tch lookin’ stuck as what
Man I’m steady with sh#ts
b#tch go look me up
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