Your Song...
• Written by bandana_freshhh
you cant tell me i cant spread my wings and fly
all my money multiply i cant tell you why
in the LA streets trying not to fricking die
all you rappers crackers put you in a pie
everytime i text you-you never reply
right now im on a lyrical high
i cook you all up you can call me Guy
sorry about the one time i made you cry
i went and bought you flowers hope that would apply
when i first met you i was so fricking shy
why do i ever try to deny when people asked me if into you
all the haters know its true
despicable me you can call me gru
lets go back to aisa im a guru
for you heres a new clue
you can get off me boi you aint glue....
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bandana_freshhh
Member since May 7 2019