I wanted metts on a track in the studio, so I messaged him
told Joe the beat was 'so butter' & dude brought a loaf of bread w/him
i'll bury this fat Baltimore fuck deep - at least 10 feet before I stop now
oriole just eat the fucking dirt like he's sliding into home plate on a pop out
u should play football & not rhyme, because when you try? sad.
dude weighs three hundred pounds and we still can't get a good line man?
I know I'm beating a fat horse, I don't want to go out of bounds
I'll chill with the fat jokes now... it's not my fault... I got lots... pounds and pounds...
u wanna throw hands? you're better off going to war with guns
I mean, hell metts, I'd still beat ur head in if u were wearing more than one
ur skills are average at best, u need to let ur shit rest
let me be Frank, so I can honestly say 'bro, u need to quit text.'
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