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[Verse] Perpetuate negative stereotypes in a song They just debate, farming engagement over prerecord drums They took the bait, couldn't imagine the world that I'm on Ain't left the debate, I took one look and tell that they soft I snap my fingers, the people revolt Secrets in the valut Taking em off Had to write homo-erotica, I might just kiss all my opps on the mouth I beg the cost Look like the keys to the White House, still shopping at Ross Don't need an upside-down cross for me to be alt Pull up, I look like the pope I came straight off of the boat Peggy I'm doing the most Babygirl want to be part of the MAFIACULT Some things you gotta be born with, can not be taught You rappers is boring, rapping for clout What the fuck they even rapping about? Chuck Norris handing em out I'm up, snoring matching em now Y'all scoring, cashing the cow Saturday morning, I'm throwing it down Huh, economy now Huh, yeah, she wiping me down I'm loosing count, count through them hundreds I push it down to the ground Who really want it? I really mastered the sound This like a sonet That mean I'm honestly She ever match me, I make her say "Owwwww" Beat the whole game then I figured it out Shoot one of you rap fans on camera and beat the case like I'm Kyle Rittenhouse Dress like I speak for the house, that's dead Keeping 'em out, yeah I know they peeping the style Why they keep me around? I'm the key to the sound The cheaper the ki', the closer you get to the south Stay on my feet like I got gout Can't lie to the people like Anthony Fauci I'ma go ahead and let em all doubt me Shit just wouldn't be fair if the whole world wasn't against me They quick to tell they own story before they know how ending Why he moving like that? I do nothing without the intention I know the type shit you on before you finish your sentence I don't believe none of y'all bars, y'all fetishizing the trenches I don't believe none of y'all bars ,y'all fetishizing the trenches