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Rumple O'malley

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Big ol' shit, big ol' time, you know, big ol' rhymes, let 'em in a little bit
No, I can't believe these motherfuckers coming for me
Ain't no wondering on my dreams, gon' be something I see
As a deity in the flesh, I can f*ck with your team
Airbnb for the rest, getting dressed with the links
Know what you think. That's a cold motherfucker in pink
Stay with the pipe like a nigga living under the sink
And I'm alright, I ain't never going back to a shrink
Not in my life, I'm just here to take them back to the brink
Skating on them, I think I have to take them back to the rink
Hating on me, I think I have to put a cap on my drink
You a bitch, it's just then, putting that on my name
All the pack that I be puffing, putting that in the game
I put faith behind the prayer, you put that in the lame
I don't deal with naysayers, cap unstable insane
Lap will table with your brain, strap a k with the aim
Nigga think we the same, get prepared for the rain
I got a God flow, only God knows what I be feeling
I keep my eyes low when I'm high, don't look at the ceiling
Although I try to criticize, but I know they just children
But you and I, it's do or die if we making a killing
We getting rich, rich as a bitch, coinage is spilling
Shorty hippie with fee love, she gon' point you to billing
And she my motherfucking ace, she gon' point me to millions
And drop that motherfucking case, cause I ain't going to prison
I got six shots, for when I see the guy
And I'ma leave him drunk, like a DUI
I gotta squeeze the pump, I'ma leave it dry
You wanna see it dump, but I'ma see him die
That nigga wanted beef, leave him, keep the fries
Had to ketchup on him, watch me eat and drive
It ain't your business nigga, who I keep alive
In my skinny suit, I'ma beat a tie
This ain't how you want it, I don't slip, I slide
Say you wanna see my eyes, when I see your guys
Oh boy, what a surprise, cause it's just me and I
I pull up with that fucking torch, and then release the fire
Domestic terrorist?, dead that shit dog don't even try
This dick is international, Richard frequent flyer
I get so high, eyes so red, it's my demon eye
Fucked her off the bed, on her altar, broke her evil eye
Dummy call her baby, but O'Malley call her TMI
Told me where the cash and the stash, like I'm CSI
She ain't your rider, cause I tell her where to be at five
All men are equal, see them smile, you can see them cry
I'm no Diablo, only God knows what I be feeling
I keep my eyes low, when I'm high, I don't look at the ceiling
Although I try to criticize, but I know they just children
But you and I, it's do or die if we making a killing
We getting rich, rich as a bitch
Coinage is spilling, and I'm out of the free love
G gon' point you to building , and that's my motherfucking ace
She gon' point me to millions
Drop that motherfucking case, cause I ain't going to prison

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