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steady getting rich on my big dog status
I'm finna F**k yo main B***h on my big dog status
On my big dog s**t
Bad bitch she wanna fuck and suck a young

and pretend I’m doing a real interview with Anderson Cooper!  Ha ha!  It’s going to be cool!   

I’d give him an F! 

Helicopters and guns,  
Left behind. 
Even

brought a whip just recently
I made another flip just recently
I just bust a check just recently
I bust a bad bitch just recently
I'm screaming out "who

I'm all bout my damn biz
And dat 319 nigga a phoney
He dirty, snitching on my damn plans
I mean, how could someone be as wavy, acting like your homie

i'm in the yo
This that perk talk that's prolly why i'm here moving slow
I just set the play up on the plug and ran a pick n roll
Brand new f&n with

Same one 'fore the bread came (Yessir)
My set on the next move (Uh, huh)
No time for the head game

Ay, look i'm a player, you a parody
Bad bitch, two

trap shit, I'd give it up in a minute man
People blowin up my phone, Actin like i ain't gotta life
No Sir And yes mam, That's what my respons be like
I'm

and sniffing for gas, I gotta find it really fast
F*** you lil b**** I smashed you in the past, ya p**** wasn't s*** so this how I'm a pass
F*** why they mad

do you ninjas deja vu (Hm)
Only if you livin' by tha truth ain't no excuse (Shee)
Samurai who in they youth (Shee)
They right outside ah the booth

about?,
You was tuff how tf is you Snitchin,
Ocky B did bad on that mission,
He got burnt tryna be in the kitchen,
F**k lil notti that lil n***a kickin,

bring tha tables out
Beat ahh n*gga
F*ck around and whoop tha waiter out
I knock his block off
I left his brains all in the streets
Im tryna get these lil

of trusted killers
Quick to move shit, heavily armed
I'm similar to Saddam
Sometimes I question who's sane
Like fiends frantic for that last vein
Stuck in

the one to do it
F*ck all that talking, lets do it
I'm from NC but this is still home 
City lights, baby b*tches and slow songs
Who would've have known that

Yk I keep a fat stick
For any p*$$y nigga thas gone try me on som f@*k sh*t
Nigga think I'm playing com and try so I can bust b*#ch
I don't trust

Straight Outta Compton

N.W.A

Hip Hop Classics, Vol. 1

1996

of wind and I'm jettin'
But leave a memory no one'll be forgettin'
So what about the bitch who got shot? Fuck her!
You think I give a damn about a bitch?

off nasa I’m outta space
I need a bad broad Red bone to give me face
I b so ducked off low key inside my space until I’m
In the fast lane speedin
Runnin

or acrylic
No I ain't doing a bid but it's me who she visit
That's Kali M mr get the job done till she finish
Blinga bling bling you know the kid be shining

heal the pain
Juice wrld didnt lie
Yeah these girls the same
Lil hoe why you lie trying to ruin my name
When people know I'm cooling
I'm Bad bad I don't

the one
I'm supposed, or used to be like

Have a lil' bit of hope, a lil' bit of trust in me
Have a lil' bit of patience that's enough for me
A lil' bit

Fast money

Cars, clothes

Blue hunnids, in a row

Bad b*tches pink toes

Getting money, countin rolls

Yeen pose be out here n*gga go home

I don’t

I'm da nigga dats gone make a scene I'm da nigga bought a Draco put a 100 onnit wit a beam
I'm da nigga dat was trappin beans, and I sellem by a 1000

I'm associated with Some heavy hitters
Do a nigga down bad for da birds he tasting bitter
I'm a type of nigga well respected and he go by Mr.
type

harder I've been training
'Til I Muay Thai the game up
But these bitches know the name of (Mr. F)

I know you feel it
My walls comin' down
Don't fight that

If you went bad on me 
Cant let you double back
Writing a new code 
Real ones gone live by that 
I always had the juice 
Like the address I'm where