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Fast and Furious

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I don't give a shit about your gluten allergy
Connor, I didn't know you had cystic-fi-fucking-brosis
Call me vin diesel, bitch I'm fast and furious
Suck my homie dick cos I'm feeling bi-curious
Got many diamonds on my neck
You trynna rob me?

Drug a bitch up you can call me bill cosby
Now let's get right into the news
I'm a bomb-ass bitch who isn't ever gonna lose
I be killing blood-clots
I be copping they shoes
When I come to your crib
You better know what to do, ay

Got so much water you think I'd went fishing
Call me lil pump bitch
I whip in the kitchen (lil pump!)
All of these locals think hate
That I'm dishing
Doing drugs, fucking thots that is my mission
Might pop another e, call me skinny
You might because you're losing, and I'm winning
Might pop another perc, head spinning

Your trim is fucking dead, mine's living
Then I spotted a wee-doll
That's when I thought I had seen it all
She bounce, bounce, bounce on my dick like a see saw
Got your bitch in the back and she screaming: yeehaw
I've been working on this beat all night
Man my back hurts

That's why she called me a daytime napper
Lap ahead of me wait till' I overlap her
Get her home bitch, I might just snap her
Lot of rappers wanna be me

Sometimes they act quite deceiving
I know your girl is real greasy
Drop to her knees and she please me
I got her tears on my yeezys
She send me pics just to tease me

I play solos and you teaming
I shine so bright that I'm beaming
Got a blunt, bitch I like that
Suck on my dick I can't fight back
This shit all happen, can't write that
I nut on her face, can you wipe that?

Nah, there's too much
I call her cute then she blush
I got to go in a rush (bye!)
Is shouting out: love gang too much?

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