The hammers obnoxious, louder than when the god spit
Ill turn bags inside out & tie him up like I just picked up my dogs shit
You’re a bigger loser than ya baby moms, I’ll have ya stressin about
Ain’t coppin her 3rd DUI, but I’ll run up on her car & put the tech in her mouth
U and hush are boring & literal retards, I’d rather hear a finny song
You just stole back ya podcast to realize it was James’s thing all along
How many careers you had? No calling cus ur a talentless sham
You stay switching up the work more than your baby mamas new & improved man
This no show verse is a lack of motivation, & being absent is my brand
You no showing ain’t a lack of motivation, it’s fear losing with half the sites dicks in ya hand
Good luck at softball
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