Pack the paper no printer
I baked a beat up for dinner
Own the make of a winner
Ice in my veins in my DNA
Make her drown out the pool
Just because she swallowed my swimmers
Ima clown Ima fool
And I might just smile with the tool
You've been grounded with whom
All words no film or no picture
Came up with no figure but tryna triple my figures
Niggas hoes' and they bros' and they really lookin' like sisters
Kept the hole since snap and roll
Climbed out and up in a sprinter
In the booth you a killa
Them words was straight from my nigga
No disrespect to PETA
But now my closet chinchilla
Its blacked out but no censor
Black cause I move like a ninja
Proud my actions been bigger
And swipe yo shit more than Tinder
Why you lying king
You know that ain't yo character Simba
Fame it's a dying thing
Been a thousand but do niggas remember?
I could dismantle dismember
All of yo clique and its members
I wont press it ill wait for yo 23rd of September
Pay my debts till my death
Some shit, but that's how it go
We was cruising down the street rolling in my six-fo'
Break half split the rest
Tre kno' this shit ain't for show
Gotta question them facts and already know how it go
On my beat imma eat
And match my teeth platinum plaques
And I ain't talking bout boobs when I say i'm squeezing them racks
Niggas ass
Niggas crack
Too late for taking it back
See I would say something different but you presented them facts
Check 1
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Pack the paper no printer
I baked a beat up for dinner
Own the make of a winner
Ice in my veins in my DNA
Make her drown out the pool
Just because she swallowed my swimmers
Ima clown Ima fool
And I might just smile with the tool
You've been grounded with whom
All words no film or no picture
Came up with no figure but tryna triple my figures
Niggas hoes' and they bros' and they really lookin' like sisters
Kept the hole since snap and roll
Climbed out and up in a sprinter
In the booth you a killa
Them words was straight from my nigga
No disrespect to PETA
But now my closet chinchilla
Its blacked out but no censor
Black cause I move like a ninja
Proud my actions been bigger
And swipe yo shit more than Tinder
Why you lying king
You know that ain't yo character Simba
Fame it's a dying thing
Been a thousand but do niggas remember?
I could dismantle dismember
All of yo clique and its members
I wont press it ill wait for yo 23rd of September
Pay my debts till my death
Some shit, but that's how it go
We was cruising down the street rolling in my six-fo'
Break half split the rest
Tre kno' this shit ain't for show
Gotta question them facts and already know how it go
On my beat imma eat
And match my teeth platinum plaques
And I ain't talking bout boobs when I say i'm squeezing them racks
Niggas ass
Niggas crack
Too late for taking it back
See I would say something different but you presented them facts
Check 1
I baked a beat up for dinner
Own the make of a winner
Ice in my veins in my DNA
Make her drown out the pool
Just because she swallowed my swimmers
Ima clown Ima fool
And I might just smile with the tool
You've been grounded with whom
All words no film or no picture
Came up with no figure but tryna triple my figures
Niggas hoes' and they bros' and they really lookin' like sisters
Kept the hole since snap and roll
Climbed out and up in a sprinter
In the booth you a killa
Them words was straight from my nigga
No disrespect to PETA
But now my closet chinchilla
Its blacked out but no censor
Black cause I move like a ninja
Proud my actions been bigger
And swipe yo shit more than Tinder
Why you lying king
You know that ain't yo character Simba
Fame it's a dying thing
Been a thousand but do niggas remember?
I could dismantle dismember
All of yo clique and its members
I wont press it ill wait for yo 23rd of September
Pay my debts till my death
Some shit, but that's how it go
We was cruising down the street rolling in my six-fo'
Break half split the rest
Tre kno' this shit ain't for show
Gotta question them facts and already know how it go
On my beat imma eat
And match my teeth platinum plaques
And I ain't talking bout boobs when I say i'm squeezing them racks
Niggas ass
Niggas crack
Too late for taking it back
See I would say something different but you presented them facts
Check 1
Writer: Randy Jackson
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