8 Arms call me Squidward Mad but never hit her Gassed up Adolf Hitler In a trench like where I hid therr Rolling up a 4 adding 20 turn to gold I can write my feelings off express em kinda like I told Told him bro Why you being cold Crazy like a blizzard freezin cold just like the snow There was something mama taught me And I use it cuz I'm older Mama always gonna have your back, the world is getting colder Freezing like I stopped em Sleeping when you knocked em Knocking at the door that's for sho rotate that knob Go to taco bell, Ant be sleeping on the job What is new just been grinding long enough to cop me food, he say Donald Trump is orange like Dorito, what do he know He ain't fixing shit, this is crazy, he just lazy Found a street hooker bought a ring and called her baby Going bankrupt every day but he still went bought Mercedes Went and bought a drug because, he on crack Couple bitches texting me, get dubbed now they upset When I turn my back to them it seems like bitches get depressed If they gotta problem with my shawty imma get em checked If they tryan violate I'll say I put em in their bag These hoes like to cry a lot they tearing up because they mad Cuz they couldn't get a bite of what I got up in my store I stay loyal when I'm dating, love my baby that's fosho That's fosho though Imma throw a ball Tony Romo Tryin to get ahead of me oh fuh no Asking for a picture get the photo Feeling bad because these rappers ain't me Cock sucking that could never be me Punch you in the cunt if you gon step me Catch me Feeling wild when I hit the lyrics fire line though Rap my lil ass off take the mask off future said so Looking like I'm Eminem, I rap this with my eyes closed Got shit send it in, cuz I'm ready for the side note Cashing out get in the line because I'm always ready Ready to defend myself in case they try to press me Whitesboro rappers on my dick but none of em impressive Dropping albums in my town and you ain't never even check in We gotta problem You better figure out exactly how the fuck to solve em Cuz you really don't wanna recieve a death threat, that's next Read up in between the lines Because I'm stressing to you bout the context, get a clue Get a clue, Nancy Drew, call him Gadget Had a problem with me let us go bury the hatchet It is not my fault that your mama is a ratchet And then it caused a problem for me cuz my dick's magnet
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