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What won't he do?
Father
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Pedal to the metal, I'm pale off-a pills while bro's is poppa pedals
Precinct know I pedal, can't figure out my schedule, there's no schedule
I'm on schedule though, I'll shoot a nigga over these shekels, hoe
Fuckin' freckle hoes, iron on me, I heavy metal-toe
I been geeking ghettos, freak ghetto, hoes go back to white pickets
I got shit to do, fuck you, nigga, I can't kick it
I got Medellรญn anti-depressants, it get me very mean
Neck gleam, wrist gleam, whiskey splashed with some grenadine
"Father, this is too much dope" Nigga, you got plenty veins
I done put ten toes on slow souls sold for my own gains
Everybody I got off is another diamond in my chain
Crack open my fuckin' coffin, you gon' find some diamond fangs
Crack open my fuckin' crib, you gon' find your fuckin' bitch
Gettin' skull fucked still, R.I.P., rip, rip
Awful Records, street shit of records, hit the pavement, dip, dip
Bitch, split them lips, let me slide my card down it like tip drill, yeah
My bitch think I'm despicable, lickable, unfuckwittable
What will he do? What won't he do? (Yeah)
These niggas think I'm killable, really, dude? I get silly too
Mad at me 'cause they ain't feeling you, pussy
Niggas out here pussy as hell, wet as hell
Uh
Here we go again, ayy
Had to stop hangin' 'round some of my niggas, they was movin' too hot
Threw a pole, slapped Maria across that table at the five-spot
Shawty from Young Hot, come from sucking on her five-pops
Real whack jobs hang around niggas that'll get you whacked off
Mask on, nigga, fuck it, mask off
Take the mask off, these niggas turn to lapdogs
Take my mask off, I turn into an asshole
Take the pool stick and put it in your pussy-hole
You niggas step in the name of love
My niggas step in the name of drugs
I done cried tears, I done cried money
Now you gon' cry blood
More funds, more problems, more guns, more violence
I love the sound of sirens, it help me sleep at night 'cause I can't stand the silence
My thoughts been getting away from me
My people, they got away from me
Fuck 'em, get away from me
It's best you get away from me, yes
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You mean it?
Tell me, you gon' let that motherfucker mosh you down now like that
And you ain't breaking that bitch's face right now?
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