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family and beetle juice all in one!
And tell Lil Nicky to get the f**k out of here a.s.a.p.
Punk and these n****s finna slice s**t up like Edward with them

to get with me for Balmain and Fendi (shit)
I guess she heard I was a baller (still)
Texas nigga shot caller (woo)
150 for the Prada, Cap Gold just cashed

I'm Superman
I Peter Pan that lil bitch and sent her ass to Never Never Land


I tried to let these stupid niggas breathe
But these stupid niggas do

and just wait until it flows

Yeah I heard
you won’t take back a word
you meant it cause you said it
but your mouth is writing checks your ass can’t cash

But I was getting big. I said, shit, I gotta do something. So I went to buy a scale. I went into, I went into Walmart and I got the money and I don't

COME SEE ME

VERSE 1
Bitch you always been trash aint shit bout you class
You be scrapping niggas dope ,j ust to make extra cash
You be going in they

Oh shit, yea i love the way you ride that, 
The way that ass bounce got me sidetracked, 
No go rewind, then bring it right back, 

Outta sight outta

Of South Louisiane


We might have lost our homes 

But we ain't lost our grit! 

We're like minute men.. 

 been through a lot of a shit 


But one thing

fatigue
I try to make myself believe, loosing my self esteem
Sayin stupid shit like the road is the only place where men can breathe
Got to collect my

stomach
Acid licks my skin
I die and orgasm
Bones are mulched
Organs pulped
One last track
Out her ass

No mastication
No eradication
I go down whole
She

your ass
Another verse I could teach a class
Said freeze police no please your fleeced
Talking this shit in the least
There plenty motherfuckers that

I, I just wanna be a grown ass man
With my throne at the top and my grown man bands, uh
16 niggas trynna talk to talk to me
I ain't listenin homie, cuz

Spitting off the top of the dome
Original shit, ain't a fucking G-easy clone 
I take first prize with my sick rhymes I be coughin in the zone
I'm

wearing plaid all the way
Stuck in first base
Organic ass, Earth Day
Why you walking Jay, getting hit, speedway

For a while, I've been gone
Used to have

ordinary/ day shit, pay
This lyricist/ everything that he worth
Or at least close to/ I prefer my works
Paid in 50s/ and 100s and Pay-
Pal that old school/

forget about that night I seen my mama crying
Brother left the crib, moving with his baby mama
Hardest shit I ever did was watch him leave looking out

yo shit auctioned to the lowest bidder Of course nigga 
I did it to look bitter i took ya bitch downtown nice dinner 
Size 8 givancy dat a fit er
Car

to new shit
I don't commute to foolish
They say I'm back in ways
Don't ask me for trust
I don't do that too much
How people play on they bluff
Now my

Aye
In the Gym wit it
Droppin Gems wit it
Uh
Yeah
Just another nigga from the southside
Use ya inside voice 'fore we put yo ass outside
Bando, hoe we

allumette pour mon calumet
Ta team est pleine de girouettes à l'esprit embrumé
Les rageux fument trop de shit ils ont l'esprit englué
Tout le monde danse en

self made, bitch look at all this shit 
I made, i ain't never slowin' i gotta get paid, hell nah i won't never take 
A break bitch i stay on the gas, i

just needed a better handling 
Of the cards I got dealt 
So shit I started changing 
Molding to a better man
First time ever
I start to feel better than

giving any fucks 
But in reality 
You're pussy ass fucks 

Rot, Rot, Rot
Rot in hell 

Rot in hell 

I've been treated like shit 
Fuck your expectations,

away
But the future was now so he muted the sounds
Out of fear that these mutants would neuter his crown
Tutored by hounds on some mystic shit
Fuck