lyrics:
walked up in the crib,
already smelled the smoke,
i can't be with feins,
i swear you must be slow,
antenna on his head,
moving like a drone,
know that n* won't try me,
can't even speak, he choked,
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talk ab margiella tho,
camera on me, boutta film a show,
white ribbons but where her soul at,
im tryna get more of those,
cutta with me, know he won't fold up,
no loud mouths in the cold,
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talk about pulling them trigg*s,
ive never seen you in the city,
new old n* moving sleezy,
gotta sell his kidneys,
boi froze up on tv,
acting like wendy,
can't be me,
spin his block like a cd,
that's not my problem

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