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(callaway, callaway, callaway)
uh, ha, haha
yeah, uh, yeah

muhf-cka you retired
muhf-cka you retired
muhf-cka you expired
muhf-cka you expired

i ain’t kanye but i make it through the wire
started rapping 13, now i’m making fire
your girl want me that’s her only desire
make your girl wet, put her right in the dryer
uh, uh, i’m tired
prada on me the attire
if you speak on me put ‘em in the fryer
i am the boss of the rap game, b-tch you fired
why is you speaking on my name, why you conspire?
got that gucci on me manе, i ain’t a liar
dripped out my attire
committed arson i just start a firе
pulling out from yo b-tch like a plier
only can go up from here i’m goin higher
so i’m makin hits
b-tches on my d-ck
i skrt off and then go quick
sell a couple verses guess they want me on they sh-t
talking bout verses, b-tch, i ain’t talkin the bible
muhf-cka you is not wit me you is my rival
opps on the block, what the f-ck is you doin
presidential b-tch say her last name is truman
i got all that money on me, who knew it?
who doin it like me? no one

muhf-cka you retired
muhf-cka you retired
muhf-cka you expired
muhf-cka you expired

b-tch i was lil piggy but i made it out the mud
take over the rap game drowning you like flood
say he f-ck wit me but for a bud he ain’t my bud
k!ll yo family right in front of you, hear the thud (um, um, um)
yeah i’m done (pah-pah, pah-pah, pah-pah, pah-pag)
yeah i’m-

- callaway redd

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