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Uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh

I know you see it, girl
This ain't sitting real good to my soul
Everywhere this little girl goes
She pick up another
of a lie by a pagan
From the cadence, to the fragrance, to the patience
Salutations
My rider's chicken and eggs, who the the gammon on
I ain't eating no old
to you guys just give me a call back
It's Krispy Kris by the way
Alright bye
With the boys sitting by the lake
We getting drunk and we don't care about
hit a nigga hoe, just like I'm Barry Bonds (Barry Bonds)
Lights at my show, I was just broke ,that ain't no cap at all (Cap at all)
Bands I'ma stack it
Crack his ass like a spartan, I spear it
Hit the dash, I'm like Sonic quick wit it
Harry Potter, Magic flows, I like quidditch
Make a wish, shooting
the benefit, right?

Before you laugh or you talk, you should know I have a bomb
Just pray I don't set it off, yeah, just pray I don't set it off, yeah
Before
and dumped bodies in the motherfuckin' wilderness
I'm a wildebeest, and I'll concealed the piece even after I was busted by Warren Police
You think just
be the reason why they get it right back,
And so they got

Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
This ain't normal

I was told by my brother
You gotta pop off give in to the hunger
Don't tell nobody just stay undercover
Knock all their socks off
still put it through you
With a Luger that'll spit fire
And hit higher than a pitch by a bitch like Mariah
You think for one second since we got a deal
a store
Got more than what they bargained for
They shot them right before my eyes
All three just dropped like flies
If they only thought before they did
right
Tell your main bitch stop watchin'
What you lookin' for ain't in my pocket
Can't cap on my bros, boy stop it
Your bitch at my show, butt poppin'
And no I ain't saying you Christ, that would be sacrilegious, right,
But you could blow and you nice, sista them raps is vicious,
Them raps assisted
ain't for the faint of heart
Can't retreat cause I always wanted you from the start
Even though you just arrived it's like I've seen you before
A love in
or baby just slide in
Custom fit he know that clit like he designed it
Body on me
Fucking no fighting
Workout in the sheets right
Sex on the beach
Islands
by my side just like a movie scene
It's truly beautifully serene and candid
All the stars look like they're dancing, and the mood is feeling right
to lose

It's some real shit right here, yeah 
I feel like he feels as far as far as not being able to have your nigga there, me, Chinx and shit
Always
that life and that's real
I say that twice 'cause that's real
Sometimes it's like I just feel like ain't nothing easy
I'ma get high for that reason
I never be on no play time
Still run up the score
Like its game time
How ima trip if it aint mine
I hear what they talk through the Grapevine
Shit
(Harry ran it up) (Ahaha, Stratic)

You preaching loyalty nigga I mean it
(Preaching loyalty nigga I mean it)
Anything I rap I did it or seen it
be the reason why they get it right back,
And so they got

Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
at night
I ain’t got no appetite, they say that I ain’t livin’ right
Tell the truth, I been doin better than ever
Though that ain’t sayin much, either way
let me tell you about this guy right here
Bust it

A brainiac, con artist to the 'T'
Able to geese, you and me
Talks like a psychotic pimp, walks with
ain't loyal I be on my own
Let off a shot just to let it be known
Missing you Lucky this shit is the blow
Alone
Bro ain't here gotta do this alone
Rippin

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