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’ll end up on TV screaming “Mama, save me
Mr. Backlash done slayed me”
It’ll be a closed casket for mama’s lil baby
But hold up my bad, I‘m here with

high
A good ass day then AK turned 
It to a bad night
They callin' me an asshole 
You mad hoe and that's fine
Pass by bass bumpin'
Boss up what I gotta

the onyx star
Blew your shot Uncle Tom now I'm really gone 
5th round only time big V's calm
Molly pebble got me hot mr burns
5th sacks go there blow a leg

line, tell me about a stain
Fake cook, lil boss, he was left in that rain
By the end of this summer, y'all gon' know my name
Mr. Get em gone, get a nigga

never seen his niggas ride for him only clout chasing for the shot he lived by ain't it fucked up to be the money man when the money can't go wit cha man

to pushing this shit Nascar Daytona
Blow exotic in the air you can smell the aroma
I can change your life
There go Mavo Mavo or lil mr slide with fyes
Straight

Yeah mr c4, so stay dangerous
For sure (You know) it's Big 4
(Just pay the guy)

Ayy, I might call that bitch
When I'm tryna fuck
Ayy, I might cop

name was 42
I gotta
Red bone
Ass fat
Yea I like that
Natural
Long hair
To the ass crack yea
Jiggle for me bae
I see a whole lot of movement over there

AND I KNOW YOU NOT A STRIPPER/
EITHER WAY IT DON'T MATTER EITHER WAY I GOTTA TIP YA/
SHAKE IT SHAKE IT SHAKE IT SLOW/
WHICH WAY IS THAT BOOTY GONE GO,/
IM

know that she'll
Alvita
Alvita

Paid a lil' fair on the East side high
Like, "Free Mr. Clark"
Lady upstairs 'bout to be so hot
Smokin' like "fix

got some lent

Lil shirt big pants, shawty let me watch you dance
I can tell by your stance you gone give me a chance
Caught you at first glance, now we

stay wet

[Chorus:]
I posted up right here
Go on drop a line on me, on me
DJ playing my song
Better make a move on me, on me
Get Ya swagger right
(If you

them: lick my grundle
Rhymes by the bundle, go tell your uncle
(Tell him what?) that my DJ cuts so gross
Like the arms on a kid with a suicide note
Spizzy

got any more worries to get
Nothing is empty is only dead

Lying away to focus on the feeling
To listen that life I've been living
Now I gotta pull out