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I slayed me a president I think he got my messages part his fucking wig like something outta exadous keep a red flag like an inbred Confederate finessing it...... possessed like the exorcist taking down names no it ain't a guest list God gave me wings with them wings I'm wreckless weeknd on my hoodie cross on my neckless I control the fucking block like a niggas playing tetras so hot I got fever I dont even need my heater fuck that bitch sofia with my button down Adidas and I got her legs shaking like she just had a seizure screaming like Aretha bomb that pussy like Korea confidence doubled but my money fucking tripled beat is fucking skittles keep it sybil leave u crippled outcome is that Malcom in the middle got acquittaled the devil went to Georgia but we both can rip a fiddle young king I'm hungry a nigga got the munchies murder cuz it's funny I'm fucking Ted bundy rappers say I mumble bitch I'm humble like sunday a boss like bun b I'm all about my money
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