Texty

I can't stop I'm going to keep on going til the wheels fall off like Hell nah They want me to drop but I'm sitting at the top like Oh yeah Ask me what's up pour a four in my cup like Yes sir Tax is up make them broke as fuck like Need a pimp cane for this presidential drip You tell I'm on something by the way that I step I'm a act real stupid talking all this gibberish On nation television trying to let the devil in Market about to crash but I don't give a shit First class citizen we in this bitch Natural born killer undercover zionist I'm here to spy on them I can't stop I'm a keep on going til the wheels fall off like Hell nah They want me to drop but I'm sitting at the top like Oh yeah Ask me what's up pour a four in my cup like Yes sir Tax is up make them broke as fuck like President of the United States of America Do know even know what you saying when you on camera In a demented state would you say you need a handler Biggest disgrace in world nation you embarrass us Like woah you pulling missions Blowing homes with them niggas Like fuck all them niggas Blowing holes in them children I ain't vote for them niggas Stone cold fucking killers How you roll with them niggas Who condone all them killings Drop bombs in the village Squad cars always pillage Crying moms, child missing On God they done did it Haraam on them niggas Going off on these niggas like I can't stop I'm a keep on going til the wheels fall off like Hell nah They want me to drop but I'm sitting at the top like Oh yeah Ask me what's up pour a four in my cup like Yes sir Tax is up make them broke as fuck like
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