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bro got a stick, don't got a permit
My opp feelin' froggy, we call him Kermit
These niggas be crabbin', hermit

I was raised by a dog, Peabody & Sherman

These days are flying by, I'm waving hi and bye
To my foes I left on a clothesline, homie they high and dry
This type of freedom make an American

life
Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
I'm an alien sailin'
And if you look up in the sky
Blow your mind back,
Put your eyes back
To your iPad,

been pickin' up the plays from all my coaches
And now it's time to implement them
I got the team and the facilities to win a ring
Not next season, but

station popping, Volkswagen picking, dropping
Horror movie or senti story, he'll craft a way to laugh
And get hush hushed by the theatre staff
But now,