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to the touch like a brand new clutch

should i start your ignition or maintian my position
and stay on my grind and proceed to my mition

but your lips cloud

it hataz pick ya lips up
It aint no sense pouttin in the corner
You needa find one of these femmes and get up on em
Uh, cuz the spot only poppin for

grave
I could give a mother fuck about what ya say
All you stupid mother fuckers can feel my blade
You shall be fuckin slain by the king of flames
My

In the beginning, God in community says “let us”
Made man in our image, creates life from dust
From His lips existence was stitched from His

or burn is that really the question
Niggas talk shit Get popped in they lip
Come see me at the addy Then we'll see what it is
Don't get it twisted Roll up

control that
Doin what I wanna in the trap I'm counting mostacks
Smoking something foreign in the back of something all black
Girls girls girls girls girls

I always thought that her eyes looked like dirt
The type where a sunflower grows
When I told her, those eyes told me those words had hurt
And her lips

a kit for some quick etiquette
It's a brick to the lip, for a trick talkin slick
You don't want this
I'll reprimand and banish
Anyone that won't be cool

in your car
Now piss me off brains turn to sauce
Grenades to lift up his car man
In my bag bro
Hard body east coast shit
Ego is just debo big
Your man

Big round lips
Nice body, hair did
Big on them hips
Party and bullshit
Party and bullshit
Party and bullshit
Party and bullshit
I see a shawty right

talking everywhere, this is Harlem

This is where that Black strive meet
Things change when you cross 110th street
And Lenox Malcom X, they on it by any

on the gram no captioning
It's like God come show me my taste
The fire burning silhouettes locked up at the waist
My body fiending for your touch soft lips

lips full of cocaine
Demons is zipped I got em sealed nigga
Black hunger bodies drop in the field nigga
Unwavierd I got Allah as my shield nigga

or the letter A
Might be qualified but still get lesser pay
Girl you don't gotta sell your body
There's a better way
It don't matter if you black or white
I just

bitches be hating on you cause they whip is rented
Kawasaki wide body you got the splash
Louboutin bleed on the floor when I do the dash
I'm counting cash

Appleseedy nigga the realist nigga in it
I hear you spreading rumors to me that shit is gimmick
Better watch that lip popping before you cross your limit
Cause

her if she need me
I don't mind I'll wait
It's summer baby
I just really wanna see the waves
Let your body crash into mine
Maybe we'll stay
Locked hip

this bitch, bitch
You can still feel a bit of brain on the lower lip
Bothered by nothing but just a kiss
Black death’s now the color of his spit
When

Standing outside
Thinking where did the time go
My body might cry
My mind is in another time zone
I don’t know why I try sometimes oh
All niggas my

screamin' redrum that's a bloody murder (Turn him into Feet' uh)
That's a bloody murder, (Turn him into Feet' uh)
All them unsolved bodies that's a bloody

I remember blues clues
Scooby doo
Wit the black dudes
Shooting goals
Hoops
Milk baskets
Those hoops
The one You cut holes through
Shoot one and it

Ocean ghosts call out
Alluvial bodies reshaped by water
I see myself in their reflection
Wandering through history
With the weight of the world
Like

with your life
It's all black and blight and never remember last night

Take new shape with a dedicated scrape small lines
Body in a case that was fucked

up and rolled a joint, shit it look like a bat
Bitch I'm back in my bag, I'm blowing purp by the sack
White Berry, Black Jesus but I ain't going