Red lips , Nice bod
She said she feelin me , she wanna get it righh
Took her to the back , got that ciroc and sprite
I killed her pussy , all 9 lives
She said she lovin it like McDonalds was her sponsor
She wasnt scary but her head was a monster
Dese niqqas trash so i throw em in the dumpster
She droppin bodies like a mof__ckin choppa
You be Michelle , Imma be Obama babe
Since you da bomb , imma  be Osama babe , BOOM 
We could do it all over the whole f_ckin room
Yea so my first mixtape comin soon .......

Sure Thing Instrumental

Its ya boy lib and im here to stay 
Dis game is my toilet i could shxt all day 
Best believe you get popped if you step to me 
When it comes to this game i do not play 
Let the choppa do the talking , harsh words it say 
Money make it rain on your parade 
Lib back in the game so rap's that wave 
No this is a flame that could not fade 
Blowin up in ya face like a hand grenade 
if you think you shxtin get ya pampas changes 
No time for you babies and ya kiddie games 
Big boys , grown niqqas doin grown up things 
Im a fly ass niqqa betta check my wings 
and i keep 5 like Kobe rings 
But i dont brag and do those petty things 
But im runnin dis game like da heat King James 
Like i got a bad taste im gon spit 
If you talk shit you get ya dome hit 
Send ya ass home wit a long lip 
Im like Drake on that So far gone shxt !


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