(Verse 1)
Corals on my hand look like mellow back in 03
Yeah I was born on Halloween I was back in 03
How u love me and trust me
Baby u don’t knw me, no I don’t wanna meet u
Please don’t approach me, and we do not compare ni**a not even remotely
Bi*ch I’m big league ballin
And nobody coach me
Freak a*s bi*ch said spit on me n choke me
Gettin all the hoes, tryna ra*e me and gr*pe me, it’s hard for me to find connections like a low screen
Ni**a fu*k around wit me
Ima crack him in his dome peice
Yeah I caught him on da street beat his a*s like a police
These old heads mad so I call him Mr.Moseby
Racks on my twin so we look like Zack and Cody
Surrounded by some animals
I feel like Noah’s Arc
I’m bigger than yo big homie so u better play ur part
It’s 3 days pass and forth and I still let the sticks spark
Bad yellow bone bi*ch
And she look like Jordin Sparks
Yeah yellow bone bi*ch
I don’t like the skin darkkk
I’m not a racist, I gotta good heartttt
I’m so pretty I can make a gay ni**a’s di*k harddd
The swag come naturally that sh*t for u is harddd
Why am I still rapping man this beat long asff
This bi*ch so bad I sing to her just to fu*kk
Baby girl you know that, I just wanna fu*kkk
Got me singing to the pu**y cause I’m tryna
Fu*k (2x)
The way u shake it like a h*e
Yeah that a*s deserve a stack
Ni**a I’ma hit it from the front, I’ma hit it from the back
Yeah I’ma show you what I’m bout, I’ma hit it like a mac
Yeah I’m with Mack in this h*ee and we fresh and we swag…
(Verse 2, repeat)
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