| Got mob ties, like Mob Wives
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| I’m traumatized, Steve Jobs died
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| My mom’s high, and I’m hog tied
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| Im pop-eye to these pop guys
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| I pop like a pop fly
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| Plastic fork on the pot pie
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| I’m a Gremlin, not a Mogwai
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| I’m a bad guy, never on time
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| I’m getting money, listen
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| Commission Kyle Grisham
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| I feel like Sonny Liston
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| Old head, like «sonny, listen»
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| No braiding bummy missions
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| Oh head, I see your vision
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| You can’t see ambition
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| You’re lacking ammunition
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| Like a Contra code, something golden, something rolled
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| Something borrowed or something old
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| Something new, or something stolen
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| Fuck your parents, lose control
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| Sex, drugs, and rock and roll
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| Fuck your diet, rocky road
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| Yo Adrian, that’s Rocky’s ho
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| I make it rain, she pop it though
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| You’re trafficking, no stop and go go
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| My African’s so tropical
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| I laugh at you, so comical
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| On Twitter I’m so topical
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| Tatted up abdominal, all my snowmen abominable
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| I tell them hoes to vamanos
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| Adios!
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| That’s Nacho bitch
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| That’s Nacho change
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| Consider a lot of shit done changed since Nacho came
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| That’s Nacho friend
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| That’s Nacho bitch
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| See the world a lot different through Nacho’s lense
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| That’s Nacho car
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| This Nacho town
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| I done made my own name, that’s Nacho style
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| That’s Nacho’s chips
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| That’s Nacho rich
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| Everybody stop and listen when Nacho spits
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| My father’s Dirty Harry, my mother’s Bloody Marry
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| I don’t believe in fairies, police are Tom & Jerry
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| My bitches wanna square me, seen bitches that’ll share me
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| My pregnant miss is bare feet, your brother does not scare me
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| And I’m not all that, 26 grams
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| Two in the air, I’m going H.A.M
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| Who wanna stare, new to the spare, like Gucci LaFlare
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| The Gucci I wear, the coochie I tear
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| The bougie ass groupies with roofies out there
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| Its like goofing off boofy ass niggas like Cher
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| There, life is not fair, I do not care, yeah
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| She got postpartum, decompose darling
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| In my rose garden, my favorite show starting
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| And you’re co-starring, as a ghost Cartman
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| She had a lot of niggers, but I’m the most charming
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| I got a baby face, but I’m the most harming
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| See ya lady’s face, Darigold carton
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| Tell-Tale Heart, scary old apartment
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| Keep my pistol loaded, and my machete sharpened |