I fantasized bout this back in Chicago
Mercy,mercy me that murcielago
That’s why I f***ed yo b**** you fat mothafucka
i bomb atomicly
straight out the dungeons of rap where fake thotties don't make it back
pullin up in that new toy
My p**** tastes like pepsi cola
"Growing up I was confused my mama kissing a girl..."
"I ain't a killa, but don't push me, revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting p****"
Yessir!They can't stop meEven if they stopped me...Hahahah, yeah
Youngboy they gon kill you you better stop dissin em