.I don't answer phones, I don't pose for the retweet
N***** packing poles for the bros, killing easy
I could never fold, I was born in the greasy
Where n***** snatch your soul, leave you cold as the streets be
Jambalaya bowls, all you shrimps do is feed me
Jambalaya bowls, tell the bee.
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