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Pranav Nagarajan
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Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck what they think
Ion wear gucci n*gga I wear mink
Fur burr trigger getting pretty cold
To the bitches I'm not listening they yappin' getting old
One ear to the next, like the bread in my bank
My pockets so fat I got a bed when I sit
Nina brought a bang bang to a n*gga talking shit
You don't hit licks, an ice cream cone the only thing you lick
I been counting money over blessing I been pretty sick
Wear double X so you wouldn't even see the piece
You wear double X cuz McDonalds only thing you eat
Pastor been around, you another two years on a lease
On a property that happens to also be owned by me
I get paid to be at places that for you would not be free
If you want my time and talent then a n*gga want a fee
Psilocybin vibin' I got magic mushrooms in my tea
I'm that hungry motherfucker yeah pastor fuckin' p
I'm a ganja goblin, gobblin' steady smoking pounds of weed
My temple throbbin' I don't even know the fucking week
You a thousand fucking pounds and continue to go eat
N*gga you not a whale, you the whole entire sea
You a silly billy acting up all willy nilly
You don't know pastor p, you don't even really feel me
All the things that I do, I do all upon my own
When the check hit the mail, imma cash it all alone
Fuck you
I know you don't run no checks, you don't run at all
Bout to break the earth surface, if you were to fall
When you get a bitch num-ber, she would never call
Six foot but you running short, even if you tall
You tip toeing 20s I be thumbin' benji bills
Mock you at your peril shoutout genji when that n*gga kills
Are you fucking serious
N*ggas are delirious
I'm a monkey, fuck the yellow hat
Yo bitch is curious
I just stole yo wallet but that bitch always empty
I don't want the love if it fuled up by your envy
Psilocybin vibin' I got magic mushrooms in my tea
I'm that hungry motherfucker yeah pastor fuckin' p
I'm a ganja goblin, gobblin' steady smoking pounds of weed
My temple throbbin' I don't even know the fucking week
I'm a ganja goblin, gobblin' steady smoking pounds of weed
My temple throbbin' I don't even know the fucking week
SHUT THE FUCK UP
YOU A DUMB FUCK
RUN OVER HIS BODY WITH A DUMP TRUCK
HEAVY STEPPING ON THE BEAT WET UGG
N*GGA YOU SHOULD KNOW I DON'T GIVE FUCKS
SMOKE A POUND A DAY AT LEAST
WAKE AND BAKE LIKE BREAD WITH YEAST
TOUCH MY WEED, END UP DECEASED
LOOK MY WAY AND LOSE YOUR TEETH
You a silly billy acting up all willy nilly
You don't know pastor p, you don't even really feel me
All the things I do, I do all upon my own
When the check hit the mail, imma cash it all alone
Fuck you
Writer(s): Pranav Nagarajan
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