I be that, I be that, I be that, I be that
I be that business boy
With her toy
Stamping with boy
I f#ckin’ flip two coin
Pass the foreign
In the hellcat they roaring
Drugs are worth exploring
See what you can make, then pour it
It only mattress cause the f#cking sh#t can scatter and it uh-
Jason ain’t my motherf#ckin’ real name
Then I bust a b#tch back, then I motherf#ckin’ call her names
What’s the pain?
Wanna bang?
Justice for my razer thing that carving up my mothef#ckin’ skin
Wanna it bling, bling, ding, ding
Runnin’ from the cops with the ring, ring
Shut up you p#ss#, you cut your skin off with some scissor thing
Hundreds surrounding me when I come up
Some people think I’m Blood
Mothеrf#cker it’s you who’s dead in the mud
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