Writing
Wim writing 3xmy rymes in my tablet smash the gas i gotta to have it i see it I'm gone grab it that number 1i come for the billy bad kid you i probably say he the baddest i be i. enlightening.. even when time come for fighting i still give impression that be brightening. i do recall every being frightening i retrieve everything every championship ring that bling in you fing boy you know im the hardest you about to drawed on a artist .. not that type of party I'mma come up with 40. you look like one of them olds Royal. man you should call your chain did your research . now you catch out running to the church not talk bout you asking God protect you from getting hurt boy you just ran head first into herse I'm the Paul barrier that drop you off in the dirt after change clothes jump in that all red hope u heard all that . now I'm on my way to to your momma to pay my respect . to your momma she thinks you was my homie started grieving all on me she was breathing so on me sound like she start moaning she got horny thanks to Georgia Armani mom smell it on me
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