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Put the backwood in the ash tray

I Almost burned the note pad

So every time I go mad

These Bitches on my gonads

I Go spazz on a beat I go Tazz

They know that

But cant admit that I been spittin' back when I had no bag

They thought I had no skills

Like hoe chill

Really killin' everything im spittin' on I'm so ill

I light a bong up in my room just broke the fuckin bowl like it was oat meal

I hope they know im close to goated though aint hit my goal still