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to piss
Tryna' turn a dollar chip into a hundred dollar lick
By the time I die, know I deserve a monument
'Cause my raps is prominent
And my vocal dominant

overdone and stupid
Give her wood like sycamore she asked me can we shoot it
I'm not even into porn but we can make a movie
And lock her legs on rigor mortis

want a mil ticket by the time i turn 21
And I'm fucking bad bitches, that i'm meeting on my finsta
I don't even know her name, but she want me to fuck

that's a cool nick
I'm down in Florida, bobbin' with the gators like I'm Cal P
Me and Steezy robin' heavy woods, Larry pour a lick
Pound to pound, ain't no

these drugs
I done been wronged by these plugs
First one to swang out on luck
I don't want you smoking higher than me
High
Cuz I don't want you flying

know a nigga made a hundred thousand with a keyboard
The drink got me sad

Feel like Igor
I know my bitch bad
Send me three more
I could pop a tag

And a hundred on the dash
Put the whip in sport mode
Me and Zay dustin' ass
And we escape
Call me Tay-K, did the Race
Man free Tay-K, it's a disgrace
It's

Put the ghost gun down, don't hand me, Danny Phantom They main killer fuckin died nigga we had to blow the candle I ain't got time for no hoes,

your range
I swear you ain't tough
Just cause your cousin nem bang
He got rolled up in a wood
Get me a puff and I smile like the kool aid man
You don't

the Vegas strip
I rolled me up a wood
We playing cards
She said I'll take a hit
A pussy nigga hating, hope he lose nine lives
It's gon be hard for me to rise

gauge double barrel 
Loaded full of buckshot 
Brewin up that mountain dew 
It boilin like a crockpot 
Deep out in theese southern woods and 
Far away from

it, ya hater's dont like it
They see me at a show, them niggas get excited
Cause they think they fixinta get me, but nigga i'm a riot
By myself I'ma

scratch offs
Golden corral every sunday nigga
No ones just blue strip hundreds nigga
I gotta relationship with them junkies nigga
Mr. Old Nat owe me money

excited
Cause they think they fixinta get me, but nigga i'm a riot
By myself I'ma riot, so nigga dont try it
Gun's I collect em, gun's for protection
Gun's

Ohhh that's my groove
Gotta call the request line
I wanna hear that tune
Said your driving me crazy
Can't get it outta my mind
Cuz I aint heard real

the chicken and the wood by the store
All my brethren KOS in the 704
We scrap the pot and serve that shake until its all gone then we go and get sum more
TTG

some bullshit that wasn't one hundred trust and believe me it's noted
Every once in awhile was in need of some help overall on the water I floated
My

Parked up, smoking blunts
They didn't see it coming
Imma' live for all of my
Niggas that bit the bullet
Wish they could see me now
With hundreds of thou's

did wonders bruh!/
Thats why i had get back doing a 100/
I just gotta have her & and gotta nana waiting for me lasalle /
While on bumping treh treh

niggas
Bitch I'm Ric Flair to these niggas
I'm stunting but still hold da belt up niggas
I fuck around throw me a chair at a nigga
That 100 round ring in

and bullets by my brain
Light the wood i'm misunderstood had to wear a hood
Before it close I knew my bag was open
Knew that I was chosen
When we blowin ain't

and then twenties I'm running through
Need me some fifties and hundreds too
Come look and see what this money do
Look at this blunt that I'm facing big

Knowing that we be fucking
Niggas be talking bout love
We can pretend to be lovers
As long as I'm getting me some, look
Let me know what you got time

collecting smurfs
Blue faces got me turnt
100 Woods getting burnt
You goofy niggas gonna learn
I send my shooters big worm
My money spread like a germ
I get