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It's that one fat nigga with the glasses That be dancin' and be rappin', that ain't Cappin' That was trappin', never actin She gon' f*ck me with a passion, Shit She gon' smash and never pass me (I'm in that bag) My spirit and my flesh been at war like it's Baghdad I got married the same year my granny left my granddad And it Fucked me up, but I'm past that, I light this wood Dog gon' ask me if I'ma pass that, and I'm not though My unc GD puttin' forks in the air like hi-los She said that I'm her type, but I think she sent a typo We came in with pita bread, she know how my guys roll (gyros) Writin' songs in them notes, nigga, you like to write jokes Focused and blessed, I been in a different bag She want a piece of KB, but she never had a chance If a nigga pull up wrong, he gettin' parked like a ramp My brother was sellin', now he locked up sellin' stamps Cartier on my bitch, Cartier on me also They ask how I'm doin', I say, well, Fargo Nigga talk crazy, he get jack, hardlowed Bro pour line after line like a barcode I'm Tired of gettin' asked if my glasses can get borrowed I'ma make it and them same niggas gon' feel sorrow I'ma put this meat on her grill, no need for charcoal I be in a different pocket like I got on cargo Big Za in this wood, no D-Low, baby, it's Larry Bitch ask to suck some dick, I told her baby I'm married Head so good, I put paper under her pillow, tooth fairy White widow need a wax, it came in too hairy I be with some young thugs, I be with a bunch of Jefferies Bitch, it's the mafia, I feel just like Joe Pesci Bro a draw his gun if this lil' nigga move sketchy Niggas ain't playin' soccer, but this shit can get Messi