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[verse 1: Yaway Martian]
Yeah i guess am tripping on that pole chaser
On that am bitch is twerking for that banjii eyes on my pocket like im billy
And i’m drilling on my gate
Pole glaring she baring the sun it shining on my raining days
When she stares my mind fades her body rises my pointy tail
No homo it the state but i got devils on my dick
Catching hot rod when i spit i’m shocking her thought
Thinking of fingering this green lantern
On this cloudy state she’s climbing on my pole
Dreaming of ring tossing
Clyde with my Ak but this bitch ain’t Bonnie
Her name rhymes with the hottest summer
Yes i am chylling in July on the middle of the winter like a true winner
Smoother then a ice she’s mixing her’s with vodka it a lemonade party
Like a sinner in the pearly gate she’s jelly for that Santa
Cleaner then a whistle but money makes her blow
Dancing for that treasure and her heart is pure as gold
Westin stay on that lower yonge all for my fucking castle
Revenge on that fagget with my barre hand like i called ah
I$ fucking love it
Pulling potions to see her in a slow motion
Snatching juve’s grey hair holding my cup
Knocked a oldies on that maybe trap
[No Hook]
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