Grassy Knoll

I Met that bitch on Monday
Fucked that bitch on Tuesday
I Broke her back on Wednesday
I Broke that bitch heart on Thursday

I Hate rapping when I'm not in the Mood
The voice monotone like Siri when you ask her for food
The car push to start just like a fart
I'm Riding chrome
I got the pounds
Button bottom of phone
I made an ounce up off the dime
And now coupes roof is gone like Michael Vick up in his prime
And speaking prime, I'm in mine Like amazon 7-9
I'm in a bind
Losing my mind
I think I'm running outta time
Fuck
You niggas Asinine
I See your queen that ass is mine
I beat his ass like fighting crime
He seeing stars like what's your sign
Yuh
I had to regulate then take a break
I Masterbate
Now the flow Well done like Tyga Steak
Fuck
My bitch an 8 just like Jon and Kate
I'm in her coochie, ovulate
Period
Yes I hope it's late
Shit
But now I persperate like a teen on His first date
Running late
10 years from now I'll buy some real Estate
Bitch got a baby by a bum so why u Curving me
I Mix the Henny with tequila now I'm swerving see
No courtesy mixed with urgency
I been a factor you Benefit
Dont know of you they know of me
And I know imma boss, I'm kinda Lazy like the eye of Jim Ross
Ok I'll make it stop
Fresher than a zip lock
I Hit 3 times no hemlock
And You know
My pocket stay fat
Like Jason Whitlock
Fuck
You're done for
These Dumb whores always want More
And
I just want my piece of pie
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Credits
Writer(s): Julius Johnson
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