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Ya, lame niggas know about you be the same ones gon' hate the most
LOL at my comment section to a question when I make a post
Still sipping that Peach Ciroc in my cup, time to make a toast
one go to your fucking momma, she a real one, she done raised a troll
Talk on your web browser
See me in and bitch up
I bet you sleeping with the lights on cause I'm 'round you, you switch up
All these lil boys acting real tough on keyboards with they fingers tapping
a nigga in the parking lot with them same hands and we'll get it cracking
Have 'em in pig latin
This track is spitting like six
In fact, I didn't practice, it happened
Make 'em disappear like I did
Bitch is spazzing, hit, I flip the mattress
Delivery man, got a big
Live lavish, your man a kiss after
Tell that Boy Meet World, cause I been Savage,
And you been
Boy I'm bout to blow like Bin
I a girl who got a big ass
She don't got class, she been
Got the game on lock, put it in the
I have bread like a picnic basket
I been rappers, put 'em in the casket
I been hits like a tennis racket, goddamn