apocalyspe in my pocket

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I ain't no muthafucking punk nigga
I just punk niggas 'til they know who on
Fucking niggas up my Bonaparte
Hoe napoleons
Pole done dropped like a record baby
Baby drop your weapon
Gat- dayum bitch be careful with that lil Smith and Wesson
I ain't no motherfucking hipster
They just love a nigga till my dick hurt
Bitch work, hyping up a Beck
That's my nigger
Cash flow
Niggas get that gu-ap being bashful
Boy I aint RockoBama
I don't lick nobody asshole
(Bitch)

I don't got a problem to be solved
At all
They say one day you gone drop the ball
But boy if I fall, I fall
Nothing is wrong is wrong
I don't got a issue, it is what it is
And take a long look at what a nigga did
Boy if I fall I fall
Cuz I'm never wrong at all (ah-all)
No problem
No worries
I got it
Don't hurry
No problem
I got a
Apocalypse in my pocket
No problem
No worries
I got it
Don't hurry
No problem
I got a
Apocalypse in my pocket

I ain't no motherfucking boho
I'm a homo, on a watchlist
I'm going on that Boeing
With the bomb dick
I aint no Osama
Just dissed Obama well
Sorry, I should've just pissed on those afghani hospitals
I ain't no motherfucking goth bitch
I'm a hot bitch, eating omelettes
With some GMO ass hot wings
Cause my cock big
Niggas do not feel like Popeye
I don't like spinach
I like causing fights
But this look like a
Spicy chicken winter

I don't got a problem to be solved
At all
They say one day you gone drop the ball
But boy if I fall, I fall
Nothing is wrong is wrong
I don't got a issue, it is what it is
And take a long look at what a nigga did
Boy if I fall I fall
Cuz I'm never wrong at all (ah-all)
No problem
No worries
I got it
Don't hurry
No problem
I got a
Apocalypse in my pocket
No problem
No worries
I got it
Don't hurry
No problem
I got a
Apocalypse in my pocket

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Credits
Writer(s): Freeman Rabb
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