Travolta vs Jackson (feat. Shottie)
King Tetrus
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I'm on top of the world with my dick out The top pick, and it's time for me to pig out I talk money, I was born with a slick mouth Slick how? Me in the store, never saying I browse My chick never leave the crib without her eyebrows and some lashes, we live life lavish Y'all just average, I'm sorry, it's been established We travel the world, we running the apparatus I'm from the other side, nevermind, let's keep it quiet See, I don't say too much, my peeps prone to riot No wanted shots, cause y'all don't respect violence So when you get shot, please don't be shocked Yo, bitch, you wanna ride the dick with no socks She tell me that she love me, yeah, I get that shit a lot Oh, you the best? Bro, something ain't adding up Set money, test your faith, so be careful who you trust Spent bars in the Matrix, yo, you know the deal Plan B is the only time I see the blue bill Check, check, check, check If I can't save the world, then tell me who will Not you So that music could be up to five guys up there Well, we should have fucking shotguns Shottie Uh, the homie got killed in front of his neighbor's door Some pussy-ass jackboy, well, let me not say no more They told me it ain't safe no more, but shit ain't never been safe Regardless of your skin race Bro, you gotta breathe, it's too much carbon in your intake You don't want that smoke, you be coughing off the cartridge in your pen, Name a harder artist with a pen, I wait, I throw away the pen An artist left to shoddy after Big and Jay Wait, what did he say You gon' rank yourself among the GOATs when you ain't never left the city, Dre You ain't got no cosign from Diddy, Dre, Khaled, or Preem You gotta snap out of them dreams, what do you think he Ye Well, I don't take a swing if it ain't for the fences You scrolling through my Twitter looking for offenses I'm trying to move this merchandise to foreign fences Match my purchase price and maybe then we'll form a friendship The chip on my shoulder got a chip on his shoulder I get a little shine and I see the shift in your aura I smell a bitch like I just took a whip at Sephora And hella piff, it's instant euphoria You going through my shit trying to figure the formula Like this don't really fit with my vision of Florida Let it run, B Yeah, and I know what you're thinking, but this is for all of you Let's go You want me to do like some rap shit All right, check, check Did I do that right
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