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thinking I could take your
Whole collective while on anesthetics
By the end of this song
They'll need McCrudden to talk about
You before you were gone
Some

the helium
I'm the topic they in love with the kid again
Marni shopping bitch I feel like I'm a kid again
When I'm shopping Im just shopping for Phillip Lim

YOURSELF
THE TRUTH IS YOURE A MESS 
PAINTING WITH A PHILLIPS HEAD
IT NEVER WORKS
PUNCHING HOLES AGAIN MY FRIEND
YOUVE HUNG YOURSELF
WITH RAZORS IN YOUR HANDS

Chauncey billups
Stand up guy ion do no sit-ups
Just pulled up charger Phillip rivers
Fuck a n****
Fuck a n****
Aye
& These hos so desperate
Doc told me

to work, arrive calm
Then da gadflies
Push you to point by lunch
A ticking time bomb!
Make you wanna quit, but leave
On some Bron-Bron fast-break
Out with

who's shooting last

I don't like no body
I've been by myself in the hotel lobby
If you tryna slide I'm on the top floor shawty
Dancing with my demons in

(Click, click)
You ain't getting shot by Rique your whole portfolio some shit (Yeah, yeah)
Had to go up off the grid like I'm Leoreo and shit
When I'm back

You're a lame man can't get on my level
Bullets flying through your window
Gotta get this shit settled
Smoke Kush by the pound
It will make you look

Getting that green, Donatello, they all talk 'til I walk in, then they soft like pillows
We could tag team ya bitch in a twist like Phillips
Punch him in

hay tiempo for this shit
Una Mitsubishi, Phillip Plein o Tekashi
Nunca se acuerda de lo que hace al Rasha el Rashid
Quiere cuchicuchi aunque yo ni la

PIENSAN QUE YO NO ME VIVO TODA ESTA MIERDA
PUES QUE TRATEN NUNCA LACKIN A MI ME VAN A AGARRAR

LA MOVIE LA TENGO EN REPLAY
HABLEMOS DE MODA GUCCI O PHILLIP

opponent
You niggas couldn't share my air or walk a mile in the pair I wear
And I'm getting better year by year
They on my dick but they kinda hatin'
I'm

jewelry lit like a candle
Smoke insane it's Tropicana
Mixing the tron with Tropicana (Ahh)
Alex Mcqueen a king a don
Phillip Plein beads on now
Real blood

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My fair city
Overrun by junkies
What can we do about it
Everyone seems like a flunky

Without nothing left to pass
We don't do anything lest you

Phillips been gone
You selfish old decepticon
You're older than sliced bread
Your lungs air are fueled by satan's breath
You are immortal
Its not accidental

can fill it
Then we can go hang
On the T and the Phillip
Like it be no thang
Turn it up, and, then do it
Like it be my game
Hold up
Because, I'm only

children like Phillip Rivers
I meet her at the Mondrian, hit it, she buy me dinner
Catch you slippin' at the titty bar, hypnotized by a stripper
My lettuce

sold
Was feeling timid so got the blackberry bold
I hide my tears by smiling and rhyming
In hopes that one day I'll
Retire on an island

I feel over

Hall
Phillip White, Walter Scott, please stop
Why the police keep busting shots?
Using their force to kill
You got a badge, please kneel
Show respect

the enrage the fairy tour
Come on
Usa
Ye-haw

Um hey people over by the tree line
We are not eating the red berries
Thank you for your cooperation

Um
Hey

you get me me me me
Get me me me me
Love it how you get me me me me
Get me me me me me
Phillip Mycup and the cup stay full
Fucking on the bitches that

train station
OCC or Milwaukee, I’m fast-forwarding
Suffice it to say slice up my days
Now back home where Sci Tech
Was laid by the library
I will explain

niggas you wanna be fried
Some of you niggas you gone end up sad
Fearing no demons they sleep by my bed
Aggressive bitches, yeah that's a red flag
Learned