C4AW3S0ME - Creative Mode 2.0

Oh my god!
They killed Kenny!
What the fuck is that producer tag!
I am not rapping on this shit, bro. That just ruined the whole song.
Who made this fucking beat? How old are they? Are they fucking eight?!
Yo, who made this!
Honestly, Kill yourself!
Ay, yo! Was that me?
Oh my god, this beat is so good.
Shut yo gay ass up!
She said I'm her friend. Damn, that's how this shit finna end
She said do you like me? I said it depends
She want me to rate I said not a 10
Like, you not a 10
Like, you not a 10
Like, you not a 10
Like, you not a 10
But instead like
Ima go cop me a benz
She said what you making, I stay making bread
I stay on they page cause they recommend
They loving my album, they wanna extend
Cause my song becoming a trend
Shit, I fucking ran out of words
What the fuck is the beat doing right now
Is this shit dancing? Oh, hell no
Like, I gotta go. Damn, like, what do you know
Like, hey, I gotta go. Like, whoa, what do you know
Like, I gotta go, go
I gotta go, go
I gotta go, go
Ay, I gotta go, go
I gotta go, go

Written by:
Carter Walthall

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