jumpin out the window Glock like Kimbo slice up the pie put some bricks in the bimbo head like a thimble beats off the tempo heaven got a special place for the ones who been through it hell's just a temp job but damn it's lucrative God put me on it's on God that I'm provin it whole lotta flaws in this room and they movin quick whole lotta shrooms in my dome and I'm losin it gettin money just losin it choppa hit his noodle now it's noodle soup ain't noodle soup do the hustle dance it's just my chicken noodle move pick up a twelve-piece I don't mean a drum loop off the L off the scale off the rails nothin new cuttin heads breakin tails chicken dance headless on my legs no balance chicken dance headless cuttin heads breakin tails cuttin heads breakin tails cuttin heads breakin tails chicken dance headless on my legs no balance chicken dance headless on my legs no balance (yeah uh) boys from the country blood like honey with a four-five in his Levis I'm buggin love like money trust like nothin still off the scale tryna weigh how we function runnin from the pain so I pray Lord take me look me in the face ima break it if it's sacred money in the bank but my soul got a vacancy scopin with a Drac on a prayer ngga wait for me two hundred milligrams of happiness take with me stuck on the ceiling fans spinnin ngga pray for me ain't no ceiling ain't no friends no family stuck on the ceilin fam pray for me cuttin heads breakin tails cuttin heads breakin tails cuttin heads breakin tails [Β© Mr.Meowπββ¬ 2026]
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