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tell her she right shorty could tell me that bullets Don’t kill and a shoe ain’t a shoe ima tell her she right
Shawty could say if I give it to you you

academics
Not yet learning that my girth is not to blame on genetics
I met a girl empathetic to the pre-diabetics
And even she was authentic with her concern

Boo
The Mac to your Bloo
The lace to your shoe
The kung to your foo
I’m Bill, you’re my Hillary
And I won’t let Lewinsky get to feelin’ me
I’ll show

genetics
Suffer from diabetics
My blood is filthy rich I smell cash when Im sweating
Never sweat when Im betting
I got accounts that I can't mention
Cause

try to flex and hurt themselves
I make my money stretch
If the shoe fits then wear it
Niggas keep talking bout keys won't share it
My blueprint I put

in the bud, having real bereavements for my null achievements

Easy days living in my cakewalks, sugar high
Diabetic crash, and I last, stand atop

to regret it
Cuz once they cross you
I promise you will never forget it
Ain't nothing sweet with me
Dawg I am not a diabetic
Yeah this fly shit I talk
Is

off of Uncle Sam titty
If you got it out the Bity 
or the City
You got many
Tryna test like diabetic strips
POs for cloudy piss
yo hood pass like

to your Bloo the lace to your shoe
The kung to your foo
I'm Bill, you're my Hillary
And I won't let Lewinsky get to feelin' me
I'll show chivalry
Prove it