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Your bars got no substance like they only serving BUSCH LIGHT
Snow shovel smack em then I go outside and PUSH WHITE
Real recognize real pussy, tell me what it LOOK LIKE
You keep the strap-on you, awtta getta treated like a BUTCH DYKE
I had to suspend my G-pass just for this GEEK TO BATTLE ME
Now I’ll dismantle you, cuz I’m a fuckin animal like BEASTIALITY
I was raised on da BOULEVARD, seeing more flag wavin than a COLOR GUARD
Try me, I leave ya body marked up, no tats, only BULLET SCARS
I dump rounds, bloodhound hit da town ‘til ya SCENT IS TRACKED
Choppa spray from a block away, fuck it, I’m takin out ya CENSUS TRACT
HO WHAT UP, double clip in the blick, LOAD IT UP
Hit em wit the Oregon shotgun, when they see it, they KNOW DA DUCK
I didn’t celebrate Fathers Day, but I’m a still leave ya DAD CRYIN
Cuz if Roddy White, then my gun is aiming at him like its MATT RYAN
I pistol whip bitches, but I keep another ONE ON DA WAIST
So if your mom don’t get on her knees, she’ll catch a GUN TO DA FACE
Then I NUT ON HER FACE, smack her, call her a CUNT TO HER FACE
If she on da rag, I’ll still fuck her then wipe da BLOOD ON HER FACE
Rod twisted like a screw, have em FEEL CONTORTION
Da Nina, I’ll let-‘er show, like WHEEL OF FORTUNE
I don’t really fuck wit dis text-style, I’m CUT FROM A DIFFERENT CLOTH
Flipped the switch and it on Lo, but it’s NOTHIN TO GET EM OFFED
Snow shovel smack em then I go outside and PUSH WHITE
Real recognize real pussy, tell me what it LOOK LIKE
You keep the strap-on you, awtta getta treated like a BUTCH DYKE
I had to suspend my G-pass just for this GEEK TO BATTLE ME
Now I’ll dismantle you, cuz I’m a fuckin animal like BEASTIALITY
I was raised on da BOULEVARD, seeing more flag wavin than a COLOR GUARD
Try me, I leave ya body marked up, no tats, only BULLET SCARS
I dump rounds, bloodhound hit da town ‘til ya SCENT IS TRACKED
Choppa spray from a block away, fuck it, I’m takin out ya CENSUS TRACT
HO WHAT UP, double clip in the blick, LOAD IT UP
Hit em wit the Oregon shotgun, when they see it, they KNOW DA DUCK
I didn’t celebrate Fathers Day, but I’m a still leave ya DAD CRYIN
Cuz if Roddy White, then my gun is aiming at him like its MATT RYAN
I pistol whip bitches, but I keep another ONE ON DA WAIST
So if your mom don’t get on her knees, she’ll catch a GUN TO DA FACE
Then I NUT ON HER FACE, smack her, call her a CUNT TO HER FACE
If she on da rag, I’ll still fuck her then wipe da BLOOD ON HER FACE
Rod twisted like a screw, have em FEEL CONTORTION
Da Nina, I’ll let-‘er show, like WHEEL OF FORTUNE
I don’t really fuck wit dis text-style, I’m CUT FROM A DIFFERENT CLOTH
Flipped the switch and it on Lo, but it’s NOTHIN TO GET EM OFFED
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