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back pick her up  hop in the Beamer 
We could go 6 to 9 ways call me Trina 
Dick so good got her dripping Aquafina 

I which a nigga would try to test me

A polaroid of an academy graduate gets back to my sons
In case I'm killed on the job by people on crack with guns
An old portrait of a young, fresh

away from the pack this wolf look real grizzly
Shoot and miss me I’m starting to think your Simmons
The hype under delivers the wells keep on wishing

huh)
She a bad girl and I'm a bad dude
You would laugh at what the cash can make a bad bitch do
The worst thing on your mind double that shit by two

They know the bars heavy we weigh in kilos
Memories never fade like I'm pops to Willow
Back when i used to live with my uncle milot
Tryna shoot my

each other
Seven people, two bedrooms, shoutout to his mother

My dawg just got hit, one in the neck, two in the side
Never trust ya homies, got shot by

I touch
When I'm all up in her guts
All she get from is love
I'm different kind of drug
Watch how Cupid shoot it up

Watch me dance
Can you dance

Oh yeah, hmmm
I... I hope allyuh listening 'cause I 'bout to talk for real
Huh, like wow
Niggers
Are we or are we not
Why do we exhaust ourselves

people a promise pay homage 
These words are dope I'm hooked on phonics (yes)
D on my back not Luka Doncic (no)
We bad boys Isaiah Thomas (yes)
Working in

juice
Try to run some game well I’m gon play by my own rules 
Ask you how did it I got swoosh up on my shoes 
Really didin’t think that could lose, oops

you and your brothers all back to the earth
I'm tryna get it so momma ain't worry talking 'bout Franklins ain't talking bout Kirk
My clothes Acne my

got no heart pussy boy you a hype beast
Blue faces in my account there's no need to count it
I just reuped on my coin like a nigga was sponsored by

snort some white
Blunts, guns, out in the sun
I'm too stoned to choke a bitch
Slap a bitch, smack a bitch
Mix heroin with Special K
Stop by Kindergarten

from people that give me advice
Twice, I've been back from my tomb
It's not nice and it feels like modern warfare

Whisper that shit in my ear
Say all

It was often just my karma anyways Im a troubled young adult wit alotta ignorance that I displayed 
I was taught by the gangways and the traphouse

what you about
I don't care about the past
Show me what you doin' now
Ain't no truce callin', sorry bro
We gotta shoot it out

Bitch, I'm with some

trial by fire led to her own empire
Tony was given a meal and now gives back with deals
Russell sold potato guns today impacts millions
Zuckerberg was

snort some white
Blunts, guns, out in the sun
I'm too stoned to choke a bitch
Slap a bitch, smack a bitch
Mix heroin with Special K
Stop by Kindergarten

don't really wanna know
Shoot all these rappers and I'm gone
You don't break the code
Never snitchin on the bros
Took the rap game by a storm
Now

to me
As I flick the mic on my back
Time to go releasing my new track
Representing the those niggaz
Dress in black
Ugly face's calling in a dark black

time like she say it
Back in the hood with them lens and erasers
Just got the lo on them boys I ain't boutta keep them waiting
Guess he seen me out

We pulling up in a motherfucking Porsche
Driven so fast I thought it was a horse
And I got such speed it's a speed force
Call me the flash I be

to shoot up the cops
Singing and rapping bout murder because that's the only way that you'll make it to the top
It's breaking my heart when I see all these

ayesha
Love the way I shoot the trey
She kno I'm kinda young
Wanna fly me to The A
She told me bring it back like bron
In L A
Made a couple racks
Doubled