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Ya, lame niggas don't 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 solo cup, time to a toast
This one go to your momma, she a real one, she done raised a troll
Talk shit on your web
See me in person and up
I bet you sleeping with the lights on cause everytime I'm you, you switch up
All these lil boys acting real tough on they keyboards they fingers tapping
Meet a nigga in the parking lot them same hands and we'll get it cracking
'em speaking in pig latin
This is spitting like six dragons
In fact, I didn't practice, it happened
Make 'em disappear I did magic
Bitch is spazzing, hit, I flip the mattress
Delivery man, got a big
Live lavish, give your man a kiss
Tell that Boy Meet World, I been Savage, yeah
And you average
Boy I'm to blow like Bin Laden
I a girl who got a big ass
She don't got class, she absent
Got the on lock, put it in the cabinet
I been have bread like a basket
I been rappers, put 'em in the casket
I making hits like a tennis racket, goddamn