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Put the white tee on
Ash on it
Ain't ask for this
I ain't ask for the stache come in
When i was young
Now y’all asses wish
Y’all had hair on your chest
You feeling less masculine
Mack within
But pat ain't mack in a minute
Wonder if I’ll ever get at it again
I don’t wanna be a addict again
Sipping on liquor
Lead me to the baddest of ends
Can’t fuck with the fascist friends
Trying’ tell you how, what, this, that, when
I wanna do it my way
I don’t wanna do it your way
I been up since Thursday
And it’s Tuesday
So if I do say so I’m rest with my boo in her new place
On a new day wikset when it’s pressed
I won’t be mad at the bootleg means they impressed
Does it matter if i do pray
Or how much time I invest
Could they both matter less
Sometimes I don’t even know what to say
After the check check check