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Ooh, I'on wanna talk, I'on wanna talk
Fuck all of y'all
I got money problems, I got a glass bitch, I got all the thots, ha
I got molly in my jaw, I might fuck on this bitch, might fuck all of y'all
And I don't got no friends, but I got some enemies, on God
Pull up, pull up, pull up, back on it
Point at yo grandma yo dead homie
Pop at the grave, I just pissed on it
I got my gun, so I'm back on that
I ain't say shit, I'm just back homie