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done seen it all

Toni, yeah
2 Chainz (Rem')

While y'all was getting U-E, I was still U-P
On a Lil Yachty with my Migos like I'm QC
With my lil

the stick trying to show them a trick fuck 
Nigga he tried to run up got blitzed
Luh maany grave digger he run em down with them sticks 
Tell that boy grab

off
(Smac Gimme That)
I upped on em then i ran off
I just want the face lil bitch why yo pants off
Back Off
Keep a long stick like i'm gandalf
Hands

the preference
Don't play by the rules, say he got a death wish, cause that boy
stalk with a vengeance
I stick and I move through all of the pressure, move wrong

game, I'm like Oscar Rob'
Slide down, tap the trigger once, it's like fah-fah-fah
Lil' brodie glued his nuts on, he want a mobster job
(Yum) that's

on her ringtone
I'm in the trap with the stick
I'm ready for war like the lil boy in home alone
Feel like I'm moving real fast they moving real slow
These

Y'all can't test lil Juug, I been told you he that golden boy
Rappers frauds nowadays, I just stay up out the way
Get the fuck up out my face, you won't

on the gang but wont speak up
I wont trip I drink drank by the liters
I'm way too high
I wont trip on sucker niggas pass the blunt nd roll another bitch I'm

mixing codeine with this seltzer?
Take down an addy, im boostin' my health up
Tryna get out of the game, I fuck with Lil Dylan, im black, he white, we

try to rob me
Case they try to jump, Case they try to hit
I stay wit my shooters, yeah, and I keep me a stick
I keep me a Blicky, yeah, that lil' boy

at the score, I'm up by 86
Chrome Heart E Pill it's kicking in
Enough 30 girls to kill many men
Beyblade his block, yeah, we watch it spin
Yeah, I'm getting money

this lil' bitch thinkin' she all
That? Her house ain't even clean (Bitch)
It's just the weed smell
But they think I got bad hygiene
Pull up with a Call

stop cause my time is on go
Lil cuz that’s my blood but he rep GD Folks
Down wit the 40 was cracked like a yolk
Learned the whole game taught my brothers

(Look Stupid) know that case won't stick
(Won't say shit)
Find me that punk ass nigga who snitched
Rob his home while I fuck his bitch
Been a long time I

the trap serving cocaine
I ain't been the same since

Racks by the ton I call up Serena
I go tremendo for new fettuccini
All fact though, clarity pinky

the smoke as you soak in your lies
Lil' Rob lighting up the sky like Fourth Of July
I can't believe myself, how I could subdue and just deceive myself

Disenchanted by my goals
Cause the fame ain't attractive

I've been passive
Possibly passing up passion
For pleasure that I've been asking, foreplay

She gobbled

I be around that block, nigga
Want me to yourself, but you postin' all your thot niggas
It go stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, glock nigga

gon' sell his whip
Me and my niggas like the Navy sign us up, we got hella sticks
Ayy, bitch, we got more sticks than the Navy
I'ma pull up late at night

in the dirt
Got dhett shit up for the low, try to rob me, you get murked
Glock stay attached just like, it's a perk
I ain't playin' with dem lil' boys,

to do, every day we do the same thing
To the world she selfish, she done come far
She been molested by an uncle
Fucked me up, my homegirl hung herself

killing me slowly
Ran it up, did it all by my lonely
And I'll do it again
If she bad I'm tryna fuck on the friend
Pop her a bottle, she getting it in
Keep

Shawty she wanna be gangster
But little do she even know
That shit can get bad its danger
She told that lil hoe to go move up the block
Go head and leave

for it 
Chop em up eat em up
Broad day alligator 
I get to pullin our racks don't gotra say much 
Tryna rob glizzy make a nigga do a tummy tuck
Runnin