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still trying to drop three albums by Labor Day, motherfucker

Saturday morning cartoons
Filling up a medical balloon with some hot sauce
Goddamn, I saw

B**** I'm from Dade County

Trina

We the Best

2007

up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got the goons 'round me
And yeah I rep my city, bitch
I'm from Dade County

Ay!

a gallon they found
And so did his brother, their father, and mother, and they went round and round
Yeah, they went round and round

But Johnny was struck

And cop my album please
We got the ganja surrounding good vibes in every place
I'm on a level unclouded by negativity
Nothing to say
Trees from the golden

stop me now (who, you?)
Every album offered me a glimpse of heaven
No parentals, uncensored, guess I snuck into the Restricted Section
These Dark Arts

Harry Potter with a broom (woo)
Drinkin' on lean, eatin' shrooms (woo)
Ridin' 'round with my ma, no pum' (skrt skrt)
Thugger boost, a nigga car go

with dealers surrounded by crime
Talking that shit get you shot in yo spine
It's gone be a murder if you fucking with mine
Go to judge and say add up my

My foot on the gas aye running by the mouth all crazy got my cousin stabbed aye
Thinking ambulance is coming leave you on the ave
Bad blood got me

and round

Is it God or men
Is it fiend or friend
I better take the odds
Lest I lose it all again
Little Johnny has a gun
Little Becky a syringe
While

I go hard
I gotta get it
I hustle in different ways
Next level foot on the pedal the metal rages
Ice chain Johnny the Bling
My diamonds blazing

to need a fifth and goal
Bitch got a dub in her Lulus
Got her pigeon toed sleeve Nash
Specialize in pick-and-rolls and give-and-gos
Reach for this chain,

on a merry go round
Lost myself didn't know what to think
Thought our lips were able to sync
Tried hard to forget of you
But I bet that you already fucking

we passing
Hunnid round drum on this chop if you lacking
Nigga tried to go against the gang look what happen
We ain't never use to have it so we had

Making faces at me and all of mine
Hit 'em like
Johnny caging niggas ugly faces
Not talkin' money, then I lost my patience
She say "Yori here from "
Fuck

Hermes rag when I wipe my tears
Carat and carat shit in my ear
And I go Johnny, ain't goin' no veneers 
I see Lil' D when I look in the mirror
Lamb

& Round I Go 
She Turns 
& She Turns 
cs She Turns
Earth Is Burning Slow 

We Got Movement Ery Track I'm Grooving 
cll My Tracks Gone Drop Boobies 
Miles

nigga, girl, cool down
Got a hundred rounds off the top
Nola been a hound, gone out of town
Gotta go and get that nigga, picture me rollin
Young Nola,

the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by

in this spot
I drop demos so hot
I'll make it Hell's Town
And not like how you box
Or a Glock I don't stop
At just twelve rounds

And by the way it

sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped

bless
The whole vibe shifts
Life supported by death
Omnipotent
Blackness
Onyx jet
Honest
I'm on this jet
Take lift Flying on this spliff
Don't push me
I'm

bless
The whole vibe shifts
Life supported by death
Omnipotent
Blackness
Onyx jet
Honest
I'm on this jet
Take lift Flying on this spliff
Don't push me
I'm

crispy shit I gotta order that
Hi-C light ice
Island ting, sumlite, yeah

Aye what you bout
Man it's just me and my rounds all in the house
Dawg we

a bald head
You the type to get dragged out by a bitch like it was a dog sled
Your opinion, you don't believe in the dopest then y'all feds
Taking