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These n#gg#s acting they doing skits
How you made ‘cus I’m on my shit?
Feel like Brad I make them moshpit
I’m yo’ dad go get me a switch
‘Bout a give this f#ck n#gg# a whipping
If he rap, then sh#t what’s his blickins
I’m holdin’ my strap cus these n#gg#s keep lookin’
I’m icy as f#ck I keep up b#tch I’m cold
If he reach for my chain he gon’ die that’s on bro
Balenci, yea, Gucci that’s all on my clothes
Emilio Pucci that’s all on her, woah
I got rich the day that I sold my soul
Everyday I get money that’s ’bout how it go
When I was younger on Christmas, Santa gave me coal
Give a f#ck ’bout a gift b#tch I’m gon’ need some money
Yea, I count that sh#t up like its nothin’
Yea, I bet yo’ b#tch f#ck me for something
We start f#ckin at night know we know that (?)
Ride me like a trike she ride me like some pegs
Hold on, b#tch I’m still off of these meds
Hold on, b#tch have you heard what I said
Hold on, I just put a number on his head
Hold on, now these n#gg#s runnin’ they scared
p#ss# boy you made yo’ own bed
Let him down put that boy to rest
My n#gg#s…
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