To Rate★ Intro ★
Word
Whew
Fuck
Jesus
What the fuck is this
Get the fuck out of here man
Aw shit
★ Verse 1 ★
They love that Vic Spencer is hated
I’m above everything that’s spacious
By the good grace of God I want y’all burnin’ in hell
Achieved balance, started learning the scale
Took a whole journey with the whales, I never tattle tale
A garbage can is a picture of the average male (Ew)
Niggas be in line at a raffle sale
Niggas look like rattlesnakes when they bail
I’m the type of nigga that’s breaking hella spines on the campus of Yale
They heard my shit longer than a handrail
Getting a lot of fan mail, my Gmail is always full
They wanna know how many jucks I done pulled
When you find out that number multiply it by eight
Still don’t know the meaning of cake
Copyright, always keep everything
Niggas will even wanna bite your wedding ring
Just like the good old days I showed love
And when I didn’t get it back that shit blew my buzz
Mother fuckers do a lot of altercations to the story
And it bore me, my pen and pad started having orgies
I love all time I turn more leaf
Keep you going through ‘em while I’m whipping up the pork meat
Chuck it at a female vegetarian
Gluten free ball snacks for being a good samaritan
Carry on tradition, track 12 on the CD
Niggas going’ crazy, spit in braille or in 3D
Stop beating ass boy I need tree
You can keep your J, your whole accolades is seaweed
Individually I’m a real psycho
I put pipe to your girlfriend, now she want lips
I wanna show you where you might go
Outside the soul then inside a bowl
Posted at a strip club, bitches sliding down a pole
And I didn’t throw no dollars just bitcoin codes
I got the bars from being inside of group homes
I’m inside a car not a tombstone, getting too gone
Niggas ain’t fucking with me
I’m the best in Chicago nigga puff on the weed
Shut the fuck up talking to me
You drove here, now you walking to leave
Mother-
Shit
Fuck out of here mother fucker
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