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To this day I still get in fights with the same broad
At the same Walmart arguin' over the same cart
In the middle of the aisle wylin', I don't
8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be
8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be
drinkin' some 8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be
up by the boatload
Last white chick had a pussy smell like narcos
So i dug deep in that hole like i was pablo
Her boyfriend bust in ima dash like
done with these feds like
Fuck 12, fuck F E Ds, when I think about 12 I get brain disease
Fuck pigs, fuck cops, wasteman, police
Fuck fuzz, fuck ops
you in the dark
Excruciating farts
Hit me up I got carts
Yeah you a fucking narc
I'm a fuck you in the dark
You you better watch out
Cause I got my gun
the fucking jaw
Fuck security they stand around in fucking awe
Call the pigs and I can show you how to set it off
Come on get your friends to pick you off
kids do
My flow sicker than the pig flu get the cash
It's too much money in here
Yeah, it's too much money in here
It's money over there, it's money
the rounds
That's why I'm dope as coke
When I get product out
Yeah
Catch smoke
Cartel/car tail
Put em out
Over your head
Like cart wheels
All that when I
potions I'm poppin'
In the back of the cart
Rollin fast gotta fart
Out my ass used my sword to kill a cat
I'm retarded kill my dad
Minecraft boyfriend name
on boy
Racks 4 kid he getting big
Gotta couple ratchets ready tool kit
Auto smoking that’s a deadly cig
Had to feed the fam so we shot at fucking pigs
where you ride a cart around
They have stacks of candy in every isle
And every kind of cereal that goes on for miles
Flour and milk that can be
then they'll get my mom for 18 years of possession
She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection
The pigs fly away in
This train's coming up to its station
And I'm afraid of falling off
If only we were surrounded by water
My cart's coming up to its basin
And I'm
day I still get in fights with the same broad
At the same Walmart arguing over the same cart
In the middle of the aisle wylin', I don't give a f-, I
at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun
like the one that you just plug it in and it does it all
By itself in a real long strand and you cut 'em up. It's easier to do it
That way because,
want plus more in the benz
Lil bitch she gon' pretend to the highest extent
Bitch I get it
You can't even fit it
Big bags on the way we gettin' to them
Gang
Loot up
Run in tha store im runnin out quick
Finna lose us
The piggies keep sniffing im back in this bitch
Need da ruger
Peppa pig nigga go have
And you get up in the morning
Go to your challenging, white-collar
College-graduate job
And you work hard for eight or ten hours
And at the end of the day
in the lights, like I'm rapping in Jersey
Never get elegant in elementary, never learned to write in cursive
Raised by the country B-Boys, I'm
here, bitch
Pigs fly over here, get shot down and fried over here
Pigs get fed, hogs get slaughtered everyday that's law and order
Stick his head in
8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be
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