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Yeah
It's LimpDick1000 on the track
If you've never had to deal with
Financial crisis in your family
With both parents
I want you rappin' this from the rooftops
Here we go!
Always had fresh food on the table
My whole family workin' and able
But I swear to god I have it rough
'Cause I do all the drugs that my parents bought
Pants sagged down below my ass
But I swear to god I'm not gay
'Cause if you think about lookin' at my dick
Then you'll catch all these bullets from dad's legal AK
Pick on all them scrawny kids
Between shootin' those baskets up
But I'm 5'10"
Got a hundred thousand friends
And you'll catch me dead before I fight one on one
Vapin' all damn day
Don't even think about telling me to breathe air 'kay?
'Cause I need to act tough
Even though I pass out when I can't get a puff
Skippin' all my classes
Got a low GPA
But I'm banking on my sports
'Cause I'm leaving the workforce
Or maybe be a "street" rapper baby
Swear I'd make in The Bronx
Not making that up
But I'm whiter than the sun
And such a privileged little fuck
That I won't even last a month
Let alone survive a whole day
Brayden
Aiden
Raeilen
Kayden
Don't make my homeboys pull up "my G"
Pop a perrier for the motha'fuckas we lost
Moved to Dubai what a travesty
Poppin' out the blicky
While I'm listening to the sticky
Cause I feel like Kendrick really
As I'm walkin' to church today
The Axe I'm wearin' works as chemical warfare
Gas my whole fuckin' class it's great
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