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Mic check, mic check 1-2 (Don't know which way is south)
It's Ab-Soul, don't forget the dash
My nigga Da$H, FifthGod, full tank of gas
I light
the dash
With all of this cash on me
Bad bitch she throw it back on me
See I be posted up somewhere I got my feet up I just made like multiple hundreds off
doesn't matter 'cause there won't be nothin' left
When I light that match, whole thing's gonna blow
The beat's so sick it needs the medical
Call 911
a game
I hop in a stu when I'm back in this place Don't lack if yo ass tryna be safe
White chalk leave that nigga with with no..
Da fuck
I swish it, yeah
Hey Reddy got that
That's all I ever gave em and ever since my feet ever hit the pavement it's been
Like extra hard pulling shifts by the double so
Da Vinci was a man back in 1502
A genius on his own who already knew
There must be something more than just the bible
Heretical disease, they called
the smoke in eyes
Don't, don't, don't, strike
Catchin' on that distant lie she's gotta be divine
A death defier hanging on a burning tether line
Then line
It's probably best we lay
It's probably best we found
A fire from this perfect match to burn us to the ground
And even though it's cold outside
You such a snitch?
I might do the dash hella quick
Shawty brand new just like the kicks
And they match color of the whip
Pockets fat and my shorty
like be jumoin off turn buckles Beatin on yo door with the clip on ya tech
Beating down yo block in da 89 chevy
Tellin stupid boy we throwing bows and we
be
Approaching in the form of many, many as in squad
Squad as in Flipmode Squad
It has also been reported that everyone out of the many will strike
a rapping ass nigga
Live by the hustle so you know that I mastered that
Me and the beat strike a match, call it ashes rap
Is that a wrap or is that a fact
I figured it out, they just talk for da clout
How you runnin yo mouf like you be in da trap
Run off on me now he can’t come around
See dat black
don't get that the feeling is real
We hop of the stage and its straight to the wheel
Two on the dash just to match all the bills
Designer interior,
by your side (by your side, by your side)
To your union (to the union, to the revolution)
And the hope that you provide (you provide, you provide)
of lipstick
Got a shoppin' list for you to run some odds and ends with
It's not a bitch on this earth I can be monogamous with
She's non-existent
Robin
New whip uh
Too fast yeah
Stunting on the track
Diamonds on me yeah they flash yeah
Two clips
They gon do the dash
They be running like its track
around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,
Do a dash
And my sneaks Laceless
Chase an opp down the block
And my sneaks Laceless
Match with my shawty
And her sneaks Laceless
We do it high
And my
aag se
Pen me daale na ink bhare gas ab
Kre dash up gere banger tujhe chode cliff pe krke hang hum bina backup
Dekhe tu niche se krega match kb
Maru
the orange hat that I be stylin' in
Like a xanny or a klonopin
All your swishas they be model thin
We plus sized nigga like Tocarra and them
Shining like
to finish school
Seen a N**** with a chopper die by a 22’
C.WeBMaTiC
But we can get ignorant
Shady like Eminem
In love wit’ da’ Benjamins
My N****, we
through laps
Changing up cats whip the Skat to Lac
You lit up on the gram but I'm real life lit why we don't match
Want me to teach you bout a bag
Watch me
Yuh
Niheem, Lets talk
Mmm (Mmm, mmm)
Do the dash in the wraith when I go by (Vroom)
Yea
I call that shit Westbrook (Uh, huh) the way that it blow by
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