JACK IN THE BOX
Raven
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My boy a stepper but he limpin' 'cause the chop on him When it come to pistols, f*ck a Taurus, we be Glock totin' Couple two two threes hit his melon, bet it pop open I got what they need, tell the fiends that the shop open Lined up round the block like newest Jordans just dropped Look inside my cup, you'll see it's more than just pop Easy lick, my youngin said the door was unlocked Spank him for the whole load, hit the decor with gunshots He died broke, goin' have to start a Go Fund Me Fausto retarded with the chop, he goin' dummy Wrap his ass up and bury him, now bro a mummy My youngin demonized, don't come round him showin' money That's just ignorant It's called a chopper 'cause it's takin' off some ligaments I be geeked up off the dust, I get belligerent Vyvanse or the Addy, f*ck it, can't even tell the difference Can't even read the words on my drip, I feel illiterate Get some bread and spend it quick Hit his block and spin again, he startin' shit, I finish shit Lick a tab now I'm in here trippin' dick Bullets laced with toxic waste, I'm a let the Blicky spit Ridin' round like a furnace, all this heat up in the car Smokin' on a paycheck, expensive tree up in the gar If I take another puff I'll probably be up in the stars Got to stretch it 'til the morning, plug dont re up 'til tomorrow So now I got to stretch him just for makin' me wait World class bakery, I'm makin' mean cake I ain't got no friends, youngins fakin' these days Both eyes on the money, keep on makin' these plays Like a quarterback I pulled up stuntin' now he tryin' to get his shorty back Make it look easy but I promise that it's more to that You copped a Charger 'cause you probably can't afford a Cat She act good, The Raven bring out the whore in that Got her in here eatin' meat Hop in the stu and eat the beat It should be known I'm keepin' heat Youngins suck at bein' me, tear it up and flee the scene Drop the mic and leave it be, come get your hoe, she need a leash Easily I get it crackin' Say you made a come up but ain't no one see it happen Don't drop nothin' else until you hard, you need some practice At everything you do or say, I promise we be laughin' You a joke G Star player, ain't nobody have to coach me Rip Speaker Knockerz, got it by my lonely Why your actions different from all the shit that you told me Startin' to get the vibe that you out here just straight up posing Everything you is phony It ain't shit to talk about so do not try to phone me Why the f*ck it's so many youngins that's tryin' to clone me Probably 'cause I'm doper than opiates and ya'll some dope fiends And I know it's hard to break a bad habit Quit rappin', you simply just bad at it Been active, I'm out here on Jackson Avenue Rockin' baggy Trues, tryin' to get my bag fattened Poppin' out like Jack in the box Thirty or better, extended mags in the Glocks Walk up in your trap to get the stash, ain't fixin' to shop Then hit the foundation with them gats until it drop I'm a smash, ain't gettin' caught
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