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Memoirs

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I used to sell weed in the eight grade
To the barber shop, I got me a fade
Gucci on my belt, I’m pulling all the hoes
In my motherfucking crib I’m playing dominoes
Yeah, on the fucking couch
I’m a fucking player, put it in her mouth
Oh, yeah, on the fucking couch
I’m a fucking player, put it in her mouth
She was tripping on me, she was bugging
I was telling her that she ain’t telling me nothing
Kick her out the house, now she acting like a bitch, aye
Told her shut the fuck up she could suck my fucking dick
Shawty was a slut, she was fucking on the block, aye
Only want the top, got her mouth up on my cock, aye
She was telling me I looked like fucking Justin Bieber
She chewing on my wood just like a motherfucking beaver
Got a pea coat on, I like like Future
I got Gucci on this fucking new shirt
I got socks all the way to my kneecaps
I’m the shit and I think that she peep that
Got a jean jacket on, I look like Bobby Raps
She be telling me that she been seeing me on the Snap
And she added me but I don’t think I added her
'Cause that bitch think that her mom is fucking mad at her
She think her mom is mad at her, she looking sad
I went to the mall and then I blew a bag
She was stripping for me and I grabbed her ass
When she talk to me, that lil' bitch call me dad
She be telling me I like like boobie-boo
That’s that little bitch watching Scooby Doo
She inside my room, she eating fruit snacks
Shawty took my whip, I want my coupe back
I don’t got my license, I can’t drive it yet
But that shit is fire, that shit fire, yeah, yeah
I just got a whip, I got a i8
Riding in that bih, right through the highway
She be telling me I look like Chris Brown
Got her on the couch, she getting dicked down
I be eating motherfucking Scooby Snacks
Told that little bitch I want my boobie back
I be sipping on milk out my fucking styrofoam
Vaseline on her back just to get her moist
She be telling me she listening to Prince Royce
That nigga hard but I’m harder
Bitch I look like Peter Parker
They be telling me I’m smarter
The number Einstein’s daughter