[Verse 1:] Young killing, raps over the ceiling Stacks over the building, hah, I'm just kidding Fuck these other dudes who claiming to stack millions Looking to catch feelings, lyricism concealing Young depressed, call it chess, making movies, never stress Bowflex, got a tight ass that I'm finna stretch Purp blazed and I'm thirstay So I never ever ever let it hurt me Bitch, you always say we never talk about shit I see you texting all the time side chick But you the iPhone, she a sidekick Got a ride home, now she all up on my dick We used to talk but we don't talk no more Don't even walk around the pond no more I saw moms in the grocery store She said I'd love me a cleanup on aisle 4
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[Verse 2:] I put my heart in this shit like organ donors Flow retarded and shit but you supposed to know this You talk about your swag at the mall and that I still murder this shit on a practice track I go, keep killing, no publicist And I keep my own publishing so who the toughest is Joints fat, Newt Gingrich, I run this shit I want cheese like Republicans, I go Dumber than anybody you ever heard of I switch it up when I'm drinking and suburbans wind up swerving And uh, Anybody who think this is [?] Suck my fucking dick til I finish Skinny kid with the game on smash This slow rhyme never came up fast I'm a remain the man and stay true to fans and shit Fuck frat rap, Bitch it's Lamp City and that's it
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