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Paint all my hair pink Paint all my nails pink Diamond in my face, white rice Diamond like pussy, pink Tickle the clitoris, gibberish Donate my dick, I am generous If there's no tree on your head Boy, you cannot stand it right there, right next to us Wake up Six in the morning, no makeup on my bitch I dress like a dyke and I look like I'm Eilish But never no shit on my eyelash, pause Grammy winning Vinny, never stop Been here many since I hit it, finna hit it raw This shit too easy for me, Vinny is playing with beats and sounding like Keem He's selling to all of the teens Tapes, I made them in Gram-mama basement Grammy's for Grammy, first placement I will win Please do not tempt me, boy, I will spin Point at your lip and blow your dome Just like you tripped on some shrooms Intergalactic presence, sent acid in heaven In ten minutes, get it black packaged Cheat code this bitch, get dragon Burn the Nick Cannon cabin, what happened to has been? Truly, boy, I do not know Apologize and manuel on the pothole This is me Bitch, I'm the dog who gon' bark at you Are you retarded? I ordered you Brought you to the Arby's and murdered you Sorry, boy, rot in that grave Pistol and pavement, these weapons behave I'm captain, I got them in range Like Marvin the Martian, step out of here safe and blow up your planet with cesium Flames Stomp him and piss on the face Bargain him harder, my marksman are safe Love the little scars on your face Love the little scars on your fucking face This is my gospel Midnight, I'm prosperous I am no king I am the God of this shit Talk to me I'm fucking... my shit's fucking beautiful I'm the fucking greatest Are you? Me Leave You thought this shit was done Well, you're right Monster tre off this nine stair, nine stair Nightmare and daydream flips, I'm schizophrenic I send it for big air and tear my own fabric Crotch holes and belt loop rips, it's easy access I'm acting off half a addy, fucking sketchy I know If Von was veggie, I'd be Mr. Radish Rapper fosho Acid addict with battery charges, mortgage retarded The tall white bitch out Oregon tidy up all my garbage Imma cop a harbor, build a parlor for ice cream And I scream lonely, no inviting from I.E. And by me, I mean clean like some Visine Green silly, uh, dumb, "ILY Vonnie" from piped broad Messages and email filling, guess they feeling my stuff Admit that change on Hippie Jump, had them touching they junk Heard your song on iPod, I thought Vonnie probably we'd f*ck Once I see you in public, but I busted my nut So, uhh, tell me what you just did there Spoke some verbs to calm the nerves like cocaine cyanide and iodine with pesticides ingested by the ounce Out a Coca-Cola bottle, awful taste to make it count Spell it out for the fuckers who ain't feel me M.I.N.T Frosty SEAL Team three F*ck with we, Jesus, please greet these teens Brought like 35 poles, plus I's gon' roll up in a Humvee With a tummy aiming turret attached Current match is the last place, burnt in the back taste Chasing down the liquor with liquor, triple sixer for dinner My energy something else, your enemies cherry muffins Apparent that they ain't nothing but Hubba Bubba and lovers F*ck 'em I'm out Bitch