.[Verse 1]
W-I-double T to the Y
I pluck your wings, you think youâre fly?
I do this shit all day, all night
Donât need no weed, Iâm NASA high
Just met this girl, her ass a nine, but of course she talks so asinine
And Iâm out my mind, Iâm about to slaughter eve.
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