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first plaaace
Racks on deck 
And it’s Littel it’s my birthdayyyyyy
Bitch ima beast 
Bitch I’m raw ima dog
You a fraud that’s on god
Ima don above the law

a cougar
I hang with big dogs not a poodle
Riding around big boss rick ross
Number nine jeans my diamonds on voss
Hot as takis hey bitch what you cost
Give

blow

Treat you like a dog yeah you sit
You niggas ain't goin' stop shit
Me and my niggas legit
And just like Nike, we do it
Keep my eyebrow double slit

Rats gon' die on 9-1-1

I been callin' it, see it as I saw
Fuck the loss
Twin been up at college, he a Dane on some Rick Ross
Lost in thought
Smokin'

reckless
Yeah
Yeah yeah
I stay giving jobs i'm a boss
Rick Ross i'm a boss
Hugo i'm a boss
Yeah i swear i'm a boss
Yeah she want hug a boss
Yeah she want

shop
And I've got that Rick Ross but don't expect the tick boss
I got everything that you need to make your Friday night kick off
Forget your jungle

just made another K
Let's slow it down and now fast
Still bragging bout a bitch with no racks
10k my fit why you all up in my bag
I be getting

what you really do?" (What?)
I be at home playin' fetch by a swimmin' pool (bing)
I'm a real big dog, bitch, you a Scrappy-Doo
Doin' all that wifey

hard
Huh, yeah
Swear to God a broke bitch make my dick soft
Yeah
Lemon pepper my shit like Rick Ross
Huh
Niggas know Jimmy I'm big boss
If a bitch lose

work shirt or briefcase
And no name tag it's the same cat
Putting Maine on the map and I'm back
I got that shit that makes Rick Ross go (Huh)
Make Jay-Z

crackle
Rick Ross fuck a pear man I'm all about that apple 
Roll a blunt like it's silver wear 
Scouts taught me to be prepared 
Better stick to cutting

grinding influentially
Put that on my mothers yeah we getting it by any means
Put that on my mothers yeah we getting it by any means

Put that on my mothers

John Gabbana
I'm surrounded by steppers
My dog just caught 5, he didn't fold under pressure
(Belin be chasin' them bands, boy)
Sheesh
(It

stronger than we ever was
Yeah it's raining on me you can see my tears sweat and my blood

Bled for this shit cried for this shit
I done risked my life too

a spliff hoe I'm feelin' out my skin
And I'm 'bout 5'10 but I'm feeling like I'm 6'4
Feelin' like I'm Chris Paul
Like I'm Rick Ross
Puppy on a leash but he

bitch in my mufuken flipflop
Young nigga fly like a mufucken peacock
Should brought racks that’s fat like Rick Ross 
Should’ve brought racks that’s fat

Hootpac
Y'all ain't ready like
Audio-only Zoom calls
Check my resumé, thirty games won
No true-false
That's auto-admission to Harvard and
That's by default

admission to Harvard and that’s by default 
I’m the product that’s poppin’, got y'all on recall,
Einstein on E to me when it comes to MC, dog

Squaring up?

Shake It

Big Freedia

Charli

2019

It's shakin' like I'm pulled over by a white cop
It shakin' like a virgin, 'bout to give up the box
Told 'em this ass a miracle, like my name Watts
I

We gon make it 
We gonna make it 
They can't stop us 
God got us
I got that sauce
plus I'm a boss 
I'm dope like both ricks Slick Rick, Rick Ross

Big dog, yeah I got these bitches pissed
Top three, you ain't even make the list
Good aim, yeah my niggas don't miss
Got cheese I ain't talking bout

, I spun it

That's what my girls say (ya dig?)
Everyday my birthday
Young Money, sippin' Rosé
When we thirsty (Young Mula, baby)
Kyuh, kyuh

yourself
I’m a boss just like Rick Ross
Plug said the bread really getting to my head and he starting to get pissed off
Cuz I’m on a yacht with this

make believe
Im like damn
Im gon say like this dog
Nobody from the city ever spit like this dog
Damn
Busy chasing m's like rick ross
Dont you get caught