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Uh All bitch No fists No pistol These niggas think they an issue Dropping college grads Like the NASDAQ Confrontation crash they system You sad we ain't affected Your meaning got no message Can't see your brain been vacant BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH! Pretty girls in this world want war Cause daddy told 'em They talk too much Pretty boys been toying Playing coy Cause momma ain't around that much Uh No real substantial stances There ain't no cure for the cancer Slipping birth charts on his dick But She ain't fucking no cancers Uh All bitch No fists No pistol These niggas think they an issue Demanding we mack 'em Always opinion stacking Yas queen Get the bag Seize all your ex's cash Get your kid off his ass Make sure your bitches tagged Yeah I disagree NPCs hunting for me Speaking in 250s You're making up the story Please You're shitting me Acting all in your 40s You sending the police I'll take all y'all on I'll take all y'all on Can't manage this I got complaints I turn my mind Into a bank Baby I've got facts That would backhand you Back to that womb That you grew from, yeah I share supersonic I get the vote And what's so ironic Is I'm so alone Daddy never gave you breath You're coded to say less So you post depressed Killing all except you No real substantial stances Dying for a cure to this cancer Slipping birth charts on his dick But She ain't fucking no cancers Uh All bitch No fists No pistol These niggas think they an issue All bitch No fists No pistol These niggas think they an issue All bitch No fists No pistol These niggas think they an issue All bitch No fists No pistol All bitch No fists If I'm my past And not my mind How can I survive this fucking world?