I don't think there’s any real ones

So I went and then I bought a new gun

She said she lookin' for a new man, I was out tryna kill one

Load it up, ayy, Percocet pop 'til I'm throwing up, ayy

Codeine cup got me pouring up, uh

She a D-cup, motorboat her, huh

She wanna be cracked like Lamar, no Odom, huh

I was in my feelings too much, tryna open up

Crashed my car, so I had to get a new one

Benjamin Franklin, I count it up, I need the blue ones

Fuск пiggas talking about they tough, but never do nun

Fuск пiggas barking just like a pit, but never bite nothin'

If he wanna fight, .40 bite, like Tyson

I said I'll make it bite, Mike Tyson

He done ran up on the wrong one

Oops, I mean the right one

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