F.W.M
Toby Tarantino
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Aye pass me the torch guarantee Imma light it Let the feeling flow ain't no reason to fight it They tryna talk down you ain't hurt me in the slightest Bitch I'm feeling righteous - Gold on me like Midas See me on the web yeah I'm movin' like a spider Sent a winky face now she want me inside her Apple a day keep the doctor away Mix it with the liq so I'm sippin' on some cider Always on my dick so I call her dick rider I can cook yo shit cuz I'm spitting straight fire Say you poppin' off but I know you a liar Hitting all the notes so they call me Mariah Made that bitch sing now she wanna join the choir Billionaire boy yeah cuz bitch I'm looking flyer Billionaire boy yeah cuz bitch I'm looking flyer Aye, aye Dummy flow cash flow where the f*ck the money go Disappear backflip money do gymnastics Real as the sun but you fake like some plastic Gimme the green like a bowl I just packed it Jack and the beanstalk I'm gonna grow massive Aggressive ass flow I ain't tryna be passive Wander the halls but we got no hall passes You can't see the vision I think you need glasses Yeah lets make a toast yeah just raise all the glasses Yeah what in the world I don't know what just happened Mind on the fritz think I need me a Xanax Don't pop no pills but I'll make an exception Losing my shit someone give me direction Never look up in the mirror f*ck my reflection Making hella noise but I still avoid detection Blade in my pants nah this ain't no erection Blade in my pants nah this ain't no erection Aye, yuh F*ck with me and get smoked F*ck with me so let's go F*ck with me you already know F*ck with me let's get the dough F*ck with me I need mo F*ck the world cuz it's cold F*ck the world cuz they hate F*ck with me cuz I'm great F*ck with me cuz I'm great aye F*ck with me and get smoked F*ck with me so let's go F*ck with me you already know Aye pass me the torch guarantee Imma light it Let the feeling flow ain't no reason to fight it They tryna talk down you ain't hurt me in the slightest Bitch I'm feeling righteous - Gold on me like Midas See me on the web yeah I'm movin' like a spider Sent a winky face now she want me inside her Apple a day keep the doctor away Mix it with the liq so I'm sippin' on some cider Always on my dick so I call her dick rider I can cook yo shit cuz I'm spitting straight fire Say you poppin' off but I know you a liar Hitting all the notes so they call me Mariah Made that bitch sing now she wanna join the choir Billionaire boy yeah cuz bitch I'm looking flyer Billionaire boy yeah cuz bitch I'm looking flyer Aye, aye
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