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crayons
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I really don't give a fuck about this song
Fuck it
Anoyus gotta be chaos ready to rock me, we on Medea's
Sonny, I'm bout to take off, yo ain't makee ass to playoffs
Boy, yo brain-dead, Crayons
Might as well be a seance
Thought y'all finally here, but I found out y'all were way off
I got green, I got goals, shit goes deep as catacombs
I got fiends, I got hoes, ready to crash out over coke
I'm from where beans had them folds, left that bitch out on the road
For the team, what you mean? I could never house a hoe, woah
Damn, y'all fuckin' suck, gotta go get yo bands up
Gotta go pick yo mans up, I beat his ass on camera
Shit ain't addin' up, I ain't doin' that, my son
Know yo ass be mad as fuck, I fucked yo anaconda
Wait till I make it out this place
Wait till I smack you in the face
Wait till I ain't rockin' on these Reboks, spend a thousand on some lace
Boy, you better stay in yo lane, before I paint yo wall and brains
Force-feed inside yo cake, or I choke you with yo chain, huh