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I mean look at 'em, happy and hungry
He think I made a mistake
Slow it down, I just dissed you
He's hungry, he think I made 'em a steak
I made 'em a steak
Cause I've been thinkin' motherfucker
I ain't tryna get a locker
With my homies on the block
We will punch you motherfuckers
My shit is 'bout to blow up
You better get that proper
I'm on my way to the top
Soon you better call me master
And now I'm hungry
I just wanna eat Flip Burger
1 with no cheese
1 just a smacker
1 for my stomach
1 for my hitmaker
And no pickles, in it
Matter fact, can I put your pussy in it?
Hit it from the back
Oh I like your pussy swingin'
And my girl so happy, cause I make "em pussy drippin (ay!)
To all the hoes that left before I stand here
And now you trying to get back here
Well fuck you all, I'm leavin'
I just wanna have a good ass trip and
To all the hoes that left before I stand here
And now you trying to get back here
Well fuck you all, I'm leavin'
I just wanna have a good ass trip and I
My baby boo
Listen to me
I've been thinking to take you free
I cannot deal with myself, see
So I, wonder to kiss you baby
Back to back
Stay on the track
Listen to my flow now
Your sacks gonna wreck
In just a minute
You know I'll do it
And everytime you go wild
I might stop that shit (that shit!)
I love J. Cole so much
I must be the new one rapper that adore you all motherfuckers
And also get my goals to prove that I'm truly blessed up
Like I was in my hometown
Yeah I said it, in my hometown
So stupid, not cupid
So selfish, not included
So dumb but very mute
Wanna fight me?
You too cute
I want you to be my future life
And I need you to be my sickest vibe
So I tell you to hold me tight like I'm your
Soul reminds me of our good life tho
To all the hoes that left before I stand here
And now you trying to get back here
Well fuck you all, I'm leavin'
I just wanna have a good ass trip and
To all the hoes that left before I stand here
And now you trying to get back here
Well fuck you all, I'm leavin'
I just wanna have a good ass trip and I
So, I promise to be a good boy
I'll make you proud
Like I was in my hometown
You know I love you mom
Give me one more chance to grow up like you always tellin' to me
"Hey, you gonna be a good guy"
See, my style so dope
With this MRC Bag yo
Get my own money
And thanks mom for having me
Writer(s): Taufiqurrahman Kiagus
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