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y'all marvel at how prints be presssing issues 
And all you niggas clowns I see you wearing It's shoes
I'm taking hella shots and I don't even own

everywhere 
Strippers round da pole swinging they hair
Damn lil mama got a fat ass 
She ask me if I want a dance
Look here I ain't stressing
Let's hit

face
He said he want smoke but I pull up and now they doing the race
Bitch I'm not Tay-K but I'll put you right in yo place
Come and get this smoke lil

B-52s hummin, while the track bumpin
And I used to think nothin
Runnin as a kid just frontin
Now I gotta back up
But never retract a statement
Never take

they paycheck
And go get a polo shirt
With them lil dusty hoes
That be hoeing first
Square as ever
Don't know to secure they Purse

I'll be damned
Listen

niggas could never touch me
With a hand, Bad lil bitch, she tryna fuck me off the dope
That big 45 will give a nigga bullet holes
She did sucking hard, I

to this but I'd kill this anyday

Why the fuck you asking me bout bitches I don't even fuck
Mi no sabe
What the fuck i mean by baby you a slut
Mi no sabe

Pesos got my pants low
Lil crop top but you know my pants low
Spend fast, ion take slow
We ain't gettin married, but I date tho
Notha hit
High hats

or go broke
At the same time I had to leave the hoe

I been on my hustle, tryna get the Gas
All I do is run it up, I don’t need the track
Haters always

be countin’ bands
I ain’t got any friends
I be puttin’ on the strap (strap)
No time to cap (cap)
Come here bitch, give you a slap (slap)
Mmm, yeet, mm,

at night when the man and moon are snoring
Don't give a fuck what my mom has to say
My name Connor (My names Connor)
I listen to GXNER
And Guap Sensei

Ayo what it do
We got another Mayor Penguin Music beats
You can find that on Instagram
Give him your lil email address
Get a whole beat back

to the track
Middle of the trap, everybody give me dap
They out in New Orleans be yellin' out "woah what is that?"
That's that Bible on my lap, dogg
Boy I

'm sane
I told em that lil rain made me reign
But understand a nigga might not be the same again
It's causing the change in him but don't grab the chain

and I bang
Is it the model type bitches that hang
Or maybe that dope I slang
I'm about that money man
Gotta problem with that give a phucc or a damn
I be

Like pulling blades out from the sheath
Stomping on they necks like I'm wearing cleats on my feet
Wearing 足袋s on the track
Run tha marathon giving laps

I'm breaking her back

Look

Czar on the drop got the whole team strapped
Z don't give two fucks about jakes
Logan he the O.G down for the scrap

Comic, fillin on pain killers, watchin good fellaz,
Dancin in the dungeon all by maself,
I say I think I'm goin crazy, thats a cry for help.
My phone dont

is cap
Don't get me wrong
It ain't no map
I'll keep on the track

Completed racks
No rap
Makes me laugh
I'm stacked

Bat with a natty
I'll have you

frames
Certainly slept on the game
Stains ain't rinsed off by the rain
The claims they claimed, I couldn't claim
Rushed the feeling til' they came
Built

again?
I'm like hold up give me time my man
See a lot of things change some stay the same
Went from Tulsa to Bangalore to Kammanahalli man
One thing that's

Sic

Ganksta N-I-P

Interview With a Killa

1998

boy's sic, uh
H-Town in the house 
Bushwick that boy's sic, uh
It don't' stop

Master P, Shack: them boys sic
Lakewood for the track, Le Roy
Them

Niggas tryna violate a member
Gang assault 

We pull up 10 deep, tryna get u merked 
Give a fucc if  it’s  am or pm 
As long as we catch emm by the 9

proven but i aint done yet,
Picasso with the mouth piece,
Talk 
About a picture,
Shaking the world up till i break the fucken Richter,
24hours dont pass