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I ran this shit up, can’t catch up
Your girl acting fake, she’s an actress
I been selling dope, skip classes
Like Clay, only care where the cash is
I sip straight out the bottle, no glasses
Ain’t fail ‘bout nothing but a math test
I passed it
I’m passed it

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Yeah
Party with city girls, don’t act up, nah
Got brain from a smart bitch, bachelor
Don’t make me flip out, no spatula
All I do is count up, I’m Dracula
Got your bitch bending down
And she back it up
Try to catch me, if you fast enough

I’ma smack a retard ’til he sees stars
If he ever thinks that he’s hard, sent to ER
And I’m running from police cars, gotta be smart
Yeah, I’ll walk in any building like I got the key card

He don’t think that we hard
Trust me we are, wait, pause
Bitch riding on my dick, giving me blue balls
And your bitch got small tits, turning dudes off
And the moment that she saw it
She said, “It’s too tall”
Real shit bitch, you need to go get a boob job
Real shit, I could really go and get your dude shot
Just like I’m his new doc
You won’t really do none
You just shooting for fun
You ain’t shooting no guns

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SQUAL