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I call it the itch I start on your bitch I call it the itch I start on your bitch I start on your bitch Call it the itch Plagiarize the words and Make myself rich I call it the itch I start on your bitch Plagiarize the words and Make myself rich Like who this, a man or mucus Blame me like Judas What your futures Playing computers, gang signs and [?] Burn, fucker, burn, fucker, burn Burn, fucker, burn, fucker, burn [?] humming me a ballad She getting fined like her license is invalid She on my side, she a Caesar salad My pupils wide, I'm higher than [?] Like, yeah yeah Used to be my [?], well I no longer care, care I just want to looky at your cookie so I know how to [?] when you [?] How could me, how could you How could me, how could you How could you, how could you But she hate it like she love it, yo I need to save his money the way they come and go Fellas running low Leave fast but I'm coming slow Leave fast but I'm coming slow Leave fast but I'm coming slow You make me feel bad Setting sun, now we're all bad Better run me no tab Better run me no tap [?] keep saying shit I called it, I called it It's not just to the soul Like you found a little heart I put it all in my sin[?] Sharing semantics My foot in the grave, the other in the sand pit She [?] She fucked with my band [?] Sharing semantics My foot in the grave, the other in the sand pit She [?] She fucked with my band [?]