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Catch a couple commas, countin' Washington Obamas Made a promise to my Mama that I will not finish college With the knowledge I demolish any rapper any topic It's a problem, I can't solve it, told a tenny titty pop it Drop the hoodie like it's hot in here, at least what Nelly call it It's holocaust with martial bars An artist? Nah Martian Marvin Pardon Mr. Orphan who set arson to the parking lot Darkness I be barking, like it's New York city furry block F*ck you all, don't touch me unless it's coochie in dirty spot No forgiato pussy pop, it's alley-oops Do she douche it? Groupies just don't do shit I be chewing Kali Uchis, in the lucids she abusive She be Lucy, call me Charlie Brown Tardy to the party, in attendance, put my darty out Sentiment like I'm a guest and then proceed to spark in house Geez What a meanie Green codeine gon' bring the scheme freshly off the beanie You a teeny to a tiny, I'm a tyrant, Mussolini Please Call me pastor Pass this to the bastards who go faster on the hip Hit disasters on the lip, with thrash mags in the whip It's fascinating graduating Masking tape and ass'll save me Ashley made me actually angry Fucked my friend, she a ho Trash ya home and steal the baby Crazy like that new Mercedes Bluer paint and jerry red stitched like a Looney Toon I'm the goonie goon Hit the doodie doo It's a pocket rocket Sike, I can call Mr. Vonnie in Impala is shooting at your mama mama Chopping beats in the pot like it's pasta sauce Pass the boss and offer the song, like awesome talk Watching Blossom on the box like a stereo Ontario to Jerrico check the Bay Area kid Ain't no Soundcloud, town proud rapper did it like me I'm the S H I T Find me with the beet colored eyes I'm scared of visine, like peanuts in a Five Guys Find time to rhyme and I write facts Fact in the matter, I'm badder than even my bitch Seem insane but same as Sean Hannity He got a show and ain't nobody handing me a shiny golden grammy I'm crazy, so where my camera team? Hand it to me now, or I will freak out I swear It's apparent I'm arrogant I'm aware and I'm sharing it on ya radio But save it 'til the case close Toe to toe wit Luchadores and crucibles A sciencist not a fighter Inside her, a die or rider for life Tri Triple Niner I ain't even sign her Huh I think her voice could be a lil' higher But the ass is fat, she ask him if he'll have her back Harass that ass one more time and write it on this track