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Red dot like on stand-by
At the crib when the homies pull up
Hop out and I give'em a cup
Drinkin, smokin
Straight west-coastin
Give a thot a nut
Rub it

I saddled & tally ho 
Now I see clearer than Lasik, I got my ascics laced up for the matrix
So Run

Live by the gun better die for it 
Fresh till I'm

down
Look around: they're around for you
I knew yo ass was lyin' ho
This ain't got shit to do with me
You're a scared little bitch
You don't know what

off
I'll get up in yo face, and fucking spit literally 
Quit giving me ammunition to slam you with and
I am like a Philanthropist with a brand new

that's the flavor for my steezo yo
I pull the pins on grenades and then the beat will blow (Ooh)
Snatching rims off the backboard Shaq deezy bro
I got

at 
Nigga roll some tree 
I keep my spliff fat 
Smoke em by the hour
The spliff at 
Im straight chief kiefing
When I speak raps
Thought shit was fire 
Yo I'm

don’t sweat about the interest I get from the mess
I wanna care about the little man
Helping him stand
Yo that’s my plan
Uncle Sam demanding more than you

Your Attention Please
Your Attention Please
Your Attention Please
Your Attention Please

Yo, What up it's FAIN, the white dirty bastard
Poet,

Uh! Mothafucka! Yea yea
This is dope yo! 
I'm gonna fuckin' kill ya with da mic
I'm hotter than pussy power for a dyke
Here comes the autistic nigga

know these niggas ain’t serious I used to hang wit em
Wanna ball like I’m Scotty got yo ho right beside me
Prolly think im lying if I’m lying I’m flying

in that Nolia
See these crackers out here bad now
400 Years. I can't give yo ass no pass now
So many tears. All this fear that we done passed down

the east to the west you see me rockin' with my people
From the north to the south 
What you think
I keep a freak ho
On the set 
Cause I'm really from

a sun stroke
Pressure pop, Boston marathon, better run bro
No seconds left for you to eat when I'm done, yo
Stacking up the (Hundreds), clips, not talking

the commas stand for pauses, bitch
Zeros always yelling ho, big balling is the cause of it
Pussy, getting lots of it
Count it then deposit it
Straight into

trapstars
All my niggas trapping we some trap stars
All my niggas living like we popstars
Pull up on yo shawty she get wet now
We don’t fuck with you if you

Vernacular unimaginable when I aim I don't miss take yo wig you a twig and I'm snapping ho
Oh no no there he go, the game poisoned right now I'm the antidote

really on a roll
Bitch
2020 new year yeah you really on some ho shit
Steady throwin shots you really act like I don’t notice
But f**k that I ain’t like

mans ho
Dead that 9-5 walk around pockets deep 
Coming by house every time she change the sheets 
One day she blood next day she folks
lil bitty bitch

DJ Evon here
Yo
A rap for you to remember
Hey 
Hey
Everything chill when your all with the will
Like test day by day, that's what I hate
It's the good

we aint foes
You just a peasant man you gotta go
Treat you like luda
Move bitch get out the way ho
Before the bodies be dropping and stacking like

Aye yo shout out my grandfather
Cause if it wasn't for him
I probably wouldn't making this song right now no cap

Sick of these niggas always actin'

Aye yo shout out my grandfather
Cause if it wasn't for him
I probably wouldn't making this song right now no cap
Sick of these niggas always actin’

thicker than lizzy
I mean Li-Zo
Lil thick ho
And she wear mikes more than bibby
Slurr when I talk
Like I'm leanin a lot
Bitches on tour
They be feenin a lot

you got a private room, for a private show
Head game 10s across the board yo shit the goat
Said you love the dusse you love to drive the boat
After