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Dante Hill

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Shorty gonna f*ck with the villain in me
Still living foul like I'm still in the key
F*ck little shorty she slid the fatigues
I take her heart and I fill it weed
I take her soul and I fill it with D
I take her life and I fill it with Lee
Aye
New pack
And the same drop
Smooth plain Jane
The same ops
Dope weekends
A'caine cop
Just a lil too vain, huh?
Just a lil too vain, huh?
Mixing Juilio with Jose
For jealous ones from the old days
Backstabbers on some Ojays
Living la vida like Coldplay
Bands color money sorbet
Santos in a foyer
Praying no face in the court case
Drip
Sip on a plane
On the rocks with this
Plain Jane look like lobster bisque
Couldn't cop this with stop and frisk
My name is synonymous
With all of that popping shit
And all of the toxic shit
You wanna get toxic miss?
And you love that toxic shit
You love when I pop my shit
You love when I pop my shit
Huh
Shorty move low then I'm dropping her twice
Dollars get low, then I chase them tonight
Money just might be the love of my life
If I'm doing it right
F*ck all that friendly and keeping it nice
I'm with demons
I'm scheming to keep on the lights
Stand on business, them feelings don't double the price
Shit, that don't make anything right
Wavy nigga, biggest fish in the sea
Wonder which these women in it for me
Flipped the script as quick as flash wit the speed
Still it's just us
Niggas not in my league
Still in my bag like I trick and I treat
Way I'm stepping, these legs getting harder to reach
They be jumping and reaching, but land at my feet
I make them kiss both of my cleats
Baby came back cause I'm back in my zone
And I'm breaking her back like she accident prone
I got stabbed in the back when the axes got thrown
Then I ran the shit back
Michael Jackson, shamone
Smoke I wait to exhale, Toni Braxton cologne
The garage got more whips than a pastor could own
Heard the drip from the wrist like a glass of Patron
Bent that ass on the stove
Made it clap until the morning
Love to see my baby busting through the sequins
Thotties twinning
Throwing bodies on the demons
Telly's looking like it's caribana weekend
Fucking on her, when we barely even speaking
Whoa
Make me wonder if we only getting even
Instead of working through the problems, and the reasons
Fall like autumn
People only come for seasons
Money counter sounds like feathers is flipping
I send my shooters with expressive permission
I'm never doubted
They need special conditions
To pop up and get it
The way that I get it
You get it
And I know that they don't
Cause karma ain't cut it off evenly
And I'm trying to balance the frequency
With nothing but VV's and BDE
Chilling with Chill got me cooling with gang
Everyone eats and you food in the chain
Godlee got sauce that the Buddha would claim
Try to stay true to my name
Uhh
I try to stay true to the game
I try to stay
New sauce that shit lukewarm
Window tinted with the roof gone
One button make a coupon
Can't forgive they said the loop lost
Y'all the type to get the truth wrong
Jimmy on, protect my neutrons
Fire on me wit the proof, aww
Turnout coats all in the booth, aww
Tell me who sick as this
Nigga wrist, dummy
Huh
Huh
Ventriloquist
Bars finish niggas sentences
And you know what the difference is
Difference is
See in our differences
Y'all niggas better wait a minute
My time is now
Our time is now
Better stop playing with the young God
Godlee from the I.V
Is you shitting me?
I'm gonna give you like three months to get y'all shit together
Godlee

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