Born stunna flow
Consistently winning while all you bitches come and go
Oh you mad? You aint headline
You my son and it’s bedtime
I show you bitches how to put together punchlines
It aint working out, it aint crunchtime
Roll a kush up, it’s a chess game, but fuck a push up
Out in Tokyo they calling me Nicki-son
Everywhere you go, they calling you Nicki’s son
Coupes and trucks, money bags, Scrooge McDuck
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