On Me

Hello motherfucker, I'ma tell you what is good

I'ma make you eat the dirt, why does my neck hurt?

I'm so supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

I don't think you noticed that you've gone hocus pocus

Call me David Blaine, I am so damn insane

I am fuckin' with yo brain, I am never ever lame

Just the same player, mane

In the motherfuckin' game

It's a shame that you blame every fool that's here today

Stop, drop, and roll, everybody pay the toll

In the know, got to go

Freaky bitches on the show

It's a curse, I ain't first

Put a body in the hearse

Swervin' back and forth

In the middle of the north

And you know I got that tool on me

Freddie call you up when you a phony

You ain't foolin' nobody with that dollar sign up on ya

I'ma bust yo ass so fuckin' fast

You cannot tell what will come next

I'ma tell her what is good

When she creep up in my hood

Smokin' weed, smokin' dank

Sold that bitch, I made that bank

Kill a real bitch

You know I don't give a shit

Freddie runnin' through yo' hood

'Bout to fuck you up a lot

And you know I got that toolie on me

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And you know I got that toolie on me

And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me

And you know I got that toolie on me

And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me

And you know I got that toolie on me

And you know I got that toolie on me