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bags and a few came in pouched
Probably caught a nigga trapping by the four way
Swear to god in the trap i done moved hella weight
How the hell im

What up RH Quan what up Guwop baby
Oh my God I'm trippin', oh my God I'm lazy
You's a bitch nigga, I'ma rich nigga
Make your wish nigga, I'ma prince

This shit all happen today I'm snapping my finger and making that magic
Tell em I turn that happen in your way I been grinding and working as always

fatter than Lucki
He tryna run away from this lil' stick that's unlucky
I dare a lil' bitch to come touch me
And I got blue face bands in my Louis V duffy

You can’t sit up yo hands dog and Make no money
I like to stay fresh as hell fuck lookin Bummy
You can make a hundred bands wit These vans on
Ten

on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
 
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but

cost you brick 
I got to the bread with out hitting a lick
Imade it legit by taking them trips 
You flexing the money I'm stacking the shit making it

squeeze
Ah and I got bands like one, two, three
Too easy, ABC
My bands is blue, no antifreeze (Oh my, yeah)
Shorty a flirt, she a tease (yeah)
Shorty

You and Lucy and Molly and me
Used to party with the tribe at the festival at Reveille 
Singing with the band at the top of our lungs
Grooving

Jordan Diddy

Future

Astronaut Status

2012

about the Benjamins (Cool)
I'm on the world tour
Free band, my apparel and I rock couture (New Brand)
I'm in the chi with the killers like Chicago

Training everyday, was educated by a strong man
With the strength that I've been saving, you'll be saying god damn
By the end of this fight, we're

Training everyday
Was educated by a strong man
With the strength that I've been saving
You'll be saying "god damn"
By the end of this fight
We're

and mastered it
Isn't it lovely how menace
Has turned attraction?
Pivotin' rappers, finish your fraction
Runnin' pure magic thank God for rap
I will say it got

Blow/Funk Flex Freestyle

Pusha T

Fear of God

2011

of safe's like they mausoleum doors
Pussy getting wet like she walking through my morgue
Grant's, Jackson's, no room for George

Yeah, the fear of God's

clothes
I've been rockin' rose gold diamonds on the low
You keep bitches by the low, but you ain't pimpin' though
All my cash come by the four, I'm

Gotta Lotta

Lil Wayne

ColleGrove

2016

Pies and cakes, out of state
Lies is fake, God don't make mistakes
Got the girl pussy smelling like Codeine Syrup
Got the bands on me like a football

my foes (Killing em', ooo)
Cutting their toes (Chop-chop, ooo)
Fucking no hoes (Ah, yuck)
Die by the code (Ah, ooo)
All of y'all soft like a pancake

Marty fucked my bitch? Hello 

Aye I be pimping, I ain’t really worried bout no bitch 
40 bands up on my neck, take a pic
I’m the shit, bitch in field

Llandudno and it's lavish
Know I have it cos I manifest a little bit of magic
Flow with momentum titanic
Something happen to my brain
When I get my package

here to stay 
Drinking to much I been stuck in a haze
You bitches is fake I can tell by your face
Smoking this green now I'm in a daze
I was on Earth

Reality tv want me in they budget
Hope you don’t think I’m distracted by mugging
Bitch I’ma beast show my teeth with no muzzle
Blues in my pockets receipts

don’t fuck with a tec
No cap my watch more than your head
I can make bands while I’m laying in bed
Counting pink and blue till I'm seeing red
My fifties

Erase mistakes that's in my past, the days when i laughed
Without subconscious worry behind the face of a mask
Haunted by the words, that i've

Blow Your House Down

U2

Achtung Baby

1991

band 
Saw a moving statue 
Saw the bullet train 
And a sheltered city 
Where clowns scream 
Our move ruined it 
Saw the money God 
Brothers say by