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the same, walk to school with my old strut
Now I don't rock up with sneakers and a bowl cut
Hold up
And take a second while I flashback
I recall strafin' with

n***a, same shit, different toilet bowl

Cut a couple off, they wasn't rockin' how they say they roll
I took them losses, only showed me how to gain

She load my bowls cut my hair
And she cook for me
Multiple courses
I don't want no tapas
Smoking on this broca'
Til my eyes look Osaka
Highly averse

myself until twenty twenty-two
I woke up
I stood in front of this mic and then I spoke up
I was the kid with rocket powers t shirts and a bowl cut
Who

They say I'm old school I'm like so what
I'll still pull your bitch with a bowl cut
I'm a little crazy she's loca
She likes the way I touch her Tony

increasingly louder only to turn and see a little boy with a bowl cut chewing gum.
In that moment, they witness a bubble that covers nearly the entire

There's nothing to see here,
Just extinguishers and fibreglass
Don't turn the lights on
Bowl cuts, sailor suits on the drive
I'd kill to be there
Ice

the, back in the

Hol up
Mix that new with the old stuff
Y'all niggas lame like a bowl cut
Lights turn up when I show up
You know us, hold up
Gotta turn

out, unh), you're still gonna think about me

I had to glow up, 
I had to grow up,
Setbacks, we fell short like a bowl cut,
I was a hoe but, but you know

at this bitch face, you buying a ghost writer
I'll hop on your track, shit fire, oh fuck shit, I'ma liar

Look at your haircut, shit looks like a bowl cut

pussy bald eagle 
Or maybe she's British she's fucking with regals 
She's high off a bowl, bowl cut like the beetles
I'm the big dog lil bitch I'm

really kinda remind me of my
Last hostage would it be, uh, cool if I gave
You a bowl cut? Okay
Thanks, perfect aw, shit, i forgot the bowl

Let me just

I got too much soul
(I had a bowl cut when I was eight, it was not great)
Always kicking, screaming, crying
Cursing, fighting, so defiant
I don't

Sunglasses and bowl cuts
Window blinds and doors shut
I do not know memory stopped

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

I'm not sure what future holds
Flush it down whit

manage 
I used to hate the fact that I was born red
Carrot top bowl cut bullshit
Teacher says I suck at math 
Doc says more meds
I got my good enough

tango my pouch filled with bandos I'm taking leaps like kango every angle yeah yeah, pourin' shots no Cola got my head straight like bowl cuts, shorty

straight edge you only a bowl cut
Yall my babies but this ones for grown ups
shots I’m taking be aimed at opponents
make 'em go nuts once I blow up like

neva had a guide
I learnt a lot bout doing math it came from moving bowls
They cut a deal to give him half I seen the truth be told
And truth be told

but she heard rumblings from my tummy
So I sprinted to my room, I was dashing with my feet
On my table was a bowl, she cut me apples and a peach
On God,

the swell
Drop in
Cut Back
Hit the bowl and attack
I'm obsessed with the system
I'm the enemy
Like a dog without a bone
I'm like a rolling stone
I gather no

What is that super big gulp cup
One liter bottle
Bottom cut off
With a bowl on top
Gotta cough to get off
Tron
Gravitron, and party on
Gravitron

the dogs that's drivin' around in Beaumont 
Lookin' for some cat 
All you pitbulls should know by now
That hundreds in a roll look like tuna in a bowl

the fork in the bowl put the cut on it walked out
I'm addicted to chicken and counting up Benjamin's hop in the foreign and smash out
We don't get

out the bowl

In the cut like a plumber, I got a pole
Like a mailman knocking at your door
Nigga peep send a bullet through the hole
Where he at, how he