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Nah, no, nah, nah, fuck
think cause you fucking made "Chum"
And got all personal niggas won't go back
to that old 2010 shit about talking 'bout
everything all
No, fuck nigga, I got you, fuck that

Grab mittens who have to blizzardous
Actually flick cigarette ash at niggas
Harassment, ate nickels of hash, delay quick, and
Dash to Saint Nicholas pad to venison
in the business of smacking up little rappers with
Raquets you play tennis with, for bank lifting and
that hotter wind in the shade of his maimed innocence
Suitcase scented haze and filetted sentences
Advanced apathy, the man cameras up
Tan khakis, an Dan-dappered up
Vagabond, had it since a
Rapping hot as fucking cattle brands flannel thongs
Grab a bong, and some food, beer, tag along
Get a spanking, new Sears catalog
Send nettled critics to the bezzle stop, dead and wrong
Get 'em higher than the pitch of tea kettle songs

Four in a Rover cannon
Riding dirty through a Saugus canyon, niggas know it's the


50 K for the last
But the Dollar Menu still be on deck, it's the motherfuckin'

Yeah, the misadventures of a
Pissed as Rick fifth sip off his sixth lager
Known to sit and wash the off at the pitch alter
Hat never backwards like the print off legit
Get it? Like a blue pill, make ya stick
Or a swift fist off your from his wrist launcher
Chick, chronic thrift shopper, thick the Knicks roster
Stormed off and came straight like pigs' posture
Pen? Naw, written with some used syringes
From out the rubbish bin at local loony clinic
Watching movies in a room full of goons he
On the for clues, more food, and some floozy women
Bruising gimmicks with the he usually use for Quidditch
Gooey writtens, scoot 'em to a ditch, chewed and booty
Too pretentious, do pretend like he could lose spitting
Steaming of poop and twisted doobies full of euphemisms
Stupid, it up, jot it quick, thought out
it right back like a vodka fifth
Spot him on a rocket swapping dollars in for pocket
Then lob a wad of chicken at a copper on some shit

Posing try to disrespect
Get a fucking thunder to his neck, shout out to Nak, cause the


Looking bummy, posted on the block, looking like I make
A million off of socks, nigga, cause it's the