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Memphis Tennessee straight up in this bitch
Da gunt big ups to mc jarbo
Did someone say wait a minute matt no
Should have kept my head and my cap low
Now I'm just getting played like hasbro
When I'm not buttfucking handicapped hoes
I'm calling out your woefully insufficient level of lactose
So THAT'S where the fat goes
Look at my legs bitch, ain't no circulation in those
I got them black toes
Listen faith don't act like you wasn't
Sucking them shits like it was leo dicaprio's
But I bet you think my kid's some kind of lasso
That you can just throw to straight up mess with my cashflow
Learned a few lessons from black folk
(child support) nope! Collect the fees from depths of my asshole
And may says yeh i stand behind him
He's a perfectly law abiding citizen who's not violent
Who'd never smack a bitch and force her to go into hiding
Lord protect this man like you protect hunter biden
And faith says where's my child support
Get the fuck away from me it'll never leave the ralph castle
Like I'ma just show up at your house
Sorry the ralph ain't no frank hassle
I just don't care
I pop pills and get high til my soul ain't there
I'm trying to buy my way to heaven but i'm nowhere near
Fuck it, straight to hell we go
I'd rather sit in this chair until I grow grey hair
I'll be dead at forty five man I ain't scared
Trying to buy my way to heaven but I'm unprepared
I guess it's straight to hell we go
You ain't never see my ass in no ring
This ain't Knoxville, I just dox at will 'cause that's all i can bring
No will never see my ass in no ring unless it's money laundering
As the kingpin of the fucking _ ring
I'm from the bible belt i get the kids young
And I got my own church matt call it the kitchen
And I ain't talking about no college kids son
If they can crawl they can sure as shit run
Am i wrong? How did i not learn my lesson
I think I'll just molest one more slit their necks some
I'll put on this song, get into the pink thong
And sing along with my good friend ian miles cheong
Now josh says I'm wack as fuck nigga you cope boy
My dick small but it works, what you need's a rope boy
With your busted ass dick, why don't you stick to what you do best
Then go write some code boy
Pop called me the pilsbury dough boy
This fat fuck's on pills yet he's so fucking dope boy
I ask my moms every day if she's proud
She's like no I'm not, you're a god damn joke boy
Lord i just don't care
Pop pills and get high til my soul ain't there
I'm trying to buy my way to heaven but i'm nowhere near
Fuck it, straight to hell we go
I'd rather sit in this chair until I grow grey hair
I'll be dead at forty five man I ain't scared
Trying to buy my way to heaven but I'm unprepared
I guess it's straight to hell we go
I just don't care
Pop pills and get high til my soul ain't there
Court ordered deadline to pay this hoe's daycare
Fuck it, straight to jail we go
I'd rather sit in this chair until I grow grey hair
I'll be dead at forty five man I ain't scared
Trying to buy my way to heaven but I'm unprepared
I guess it's straight to hell we go
