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You call her bae, she call me baby daddy I call her bitch, and then I tell her drop the addy' I was just spittin' shit up in six grade Fuckin onna' bitch I didn't need foreplay Feelin' like I'm slim, Ima' real renegade Keep a hand grenade like Rambo nigga I gots' the ammo I am a dawg, boy I am animal Slice you up like Kimbo Rifle at yo pimple, pop it Incidental, Issa pistol in yo dental huh? He call his bitch wife She bout to be a widow, uh Blew his brains, he was full of fluff like a pillow, yuh Roll up on his body like a motherfuckin' Rillo I got bitches issa lot Be real its not a little Rockstar on guitar, but I play her like a fiddle She can't figure me out, say ima big riddle It ain't hard to figure Just like yo ass when it jiggle, HA I might spazz, like it's round two I'm off a ounce too Ain't coming down soon, but I down shit foo' Got his bitch on lockdown, you a clown foo' He thinking that we beef He make me laugh, that's what clowns do They ask "K when you gon drop" I be like I'm bout to I been running up racks Me and green been in tune Sleptwalked through school But I'm awake for the money But now I got ya bitch in my room You wonder why she actin funny, ha Ha