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(Everyone is dead)
Tell yo' bitch, "Throw that ass back," when I walk in
You some little-ass boys, y'all my little-ass twins
I'm a crazy-ass ****, catch me up in Michigan
You can't rob me, you broke as hell, huh, think again
I just wanna fuck yo' bitch, I'm not her best friend
Everyone is dead, you gon' die in the end
Hope I die with the cash right behind me, that's my best friend
That's my best friend, everyone is dead
Everyone is dead, pockets stacked very long
Got yo' bitch at my house, she wanna fuck to my favorite song
I told her, "I like that," tell her bring her friends along
I broke her back, I did her so wrong
Choppa on my side, this bad boy very long
Pockets real fat, bussin' out my jeans, very fat, very strong
Written by: mylan myles
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