Lyrics:
Yeah. What's the word?
Pussy only satisfy lil niggas
Over here I got a team full of Godzilla's
Over here I'm spitting fire like I'm Mozilla
Hit
personality
I am not all here not even a little bit I am split, personality
Oh crap the clap, off of one tap, I'm trapped
By fat gals with gaps and gats, they
tap, I'm trapped
By fat gals with gaps and gats, they wanna know what I pack
Swear on my life I lack, please step eight miles back
No don't sit in my
Kris Jenner
Yeah my pockets getting big, but they can get bigger
Got a stick tucked by my tummy, this ain't Hilfiger
Three K's in the crib like a klan
on top of the world
But I’m still under a rock
Everytime I spit some shit it’s like all of my friends wanna see me flop
They don’t want me at the top
Where
your data and when you're all set
Put it all together and whatever you get
It's new math
What's a bag of chips divided by five,
Well that's
searching Rachel Starr since
Before they called it twerking
Probably jerking looking at it if
The internet is working
If I don't I get withdrawals like
My
Listen, one day these facts may save your life
They look like they're trying to get people to be uniform
Then you can control them
You're a citizen
rings on me like Saturn
Im coochie cutting in my tight jeans
By all means
No vaccine
Who is on my team nothing but Queens
No between homie
They feeling
to only what I label
I ain't the kinda guy who carry out for dough
The material cat who walk around for show
I'm jus' everyday, merry-way Joe
to copy but they just can't sketch it
Some try to follow but they just can't catch it
With the boom boom tap, yeah alla dat
Huh, I'm livin fat, me fall
Damn I'm already here that trip went by fast,
I got all these elves staring at me as I drive past,
Now they're tryna stop me, hey your starting
hands sharp for haters that want to step
Because you know they only do to you what you accept
So I always know what's cookin' like a sous-chef
I'm on my
laughing at me
Had to think to myself like what's happening to me
No I couldn't wait for marriage I'm clapping a freak
Just me myself and I no more niggas
If
see the bottom
I'm like Fat Joe cause I'm all the way up
Well you whack though, and that's facts though
Well you all the way suck
Get your arteries cut,
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
just what i do
Pockets heavy
Yeah they fat like Debbie
Niggas in the club see me they wanna test me
I’m too down to earth gravity cannot check me
Nine-one
Nine-one-one when they see us in the porches
Supa V baby that ce me
Run my streams I got 3 TVs
Roll my woods baby I got weed
She like my C
R-I-P
I
where the cake is at
Where the pockets just like calories, extra fat
Mami, your body like Malery on Natural Born Killer
She like, they got money but
Whats up lil bitch
Okey-dokey hokey pokey make the bitches Joe me Joe
Diamonds dancing like they doing the fucking Macaroni
I can't play round in
the flow like da king Kong gorilla
- please forgive them please
- they always get drunk cause they sipping that lean
- always get high cause they smoke that
Periodic, element
Holy grail, heaven sent
They sloppy, Joe, President
Words in mouth, never said
Bloody room, severed heads
Snatch you
Blessed like achoo
Oh
Pooh, I like the beats you produce
You know how we do, with DJ Kiilu
Makin girls shake they asses, Inf's got all the passes
I'm playin John Madden,
cool like the breeze at the fucking beach
They told me write a flow
I wrote a fucking speech
Odd Future Wolf Gang rolls fucking deep
Taylor Swift come
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