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Ricky Tate, where is he
I don't know
He killed a detective today
Where is he

Who got killed, man
Carter
Who died, Lee
You

Detective you
Not you, you
Who
You

Who
Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth
Don't nobody understand the words that are coming out of your mouth, man
Yeah

See, I've been told I spit too many punchlines
So, they telling me to dumb it down
And my response to that is, get the f*ck over it
Catch up, nigga

Okay This Kenan This Kel
Got me thinking that I'm All that
Told my son he gon have a brother if Nia Long ever call back
It's a few artist on my latest shit
Probably wish you had'em on yo tracks
I'd let you know if I fucked ya girl but we just hanging like coat racks

22's I'm riding flats
Every beat get a toe tag
Eyes never be under you
Even if you a forehead
Moving slow like a bowhead
Sarah Lee you know I got bread

Everybody bit my bars at least once
I'm big red
Impala gang, no Lexus
Should've been a hip-hop freshman

Lot of my shit get chopped and screwed
They swear to God I'm from Texas
Your favorite artist so local
I'm a trill nigga that's global

My UK check never short
I'ma let you count those ovals
My sex game so noble
Her best friend's the ones that's told you

She slow-winin' on tizzle
And askin' me for my mobile
DOS be the logo
JFK be my kinfolk

Money higher than Redman
On how high in that rowboat
My groupie chicks and my Xbox
Told them hoes I ain't for the games

My punchlines be so hot
The devil tweeted my Twitter name
2 Chainz, like I'm 2 Chainz
But I got the shit like yesterday

Wondering, is the label gone
Pick me up over Name change
Yo wifey just an ad-lib
I call her once, then bang, bang

My candy pain ridiculous
Even Tech N9ne said that's strange
Pull up to a haunted house
And them laugh at niggas like Marlon Wayans

The Illuminati called the other day
Y'all hung up and said Y'all lame

I'm too trill
And that's real
I get Clinton
Like Bill
G-shit
I'll jack Jill up on that hill

And humpty dumpty tell
His yolk gon' spill
Red and white diamonds
Made yo ho yeild

Y'all selling all that Reggie
Telling niggas you got that kill
All this game is not for show
Motherfuck deal or no deal

Keep two guns like Denzel
They twins Phil and Lil
Gave these niggas so many bars
You think you wanna cell

12's so fresh up on my feet
If I jaywalk, I'll go to jail
Yo bitch want the ring
I get her wetter than the wale

Her TV starts statickin'
I kept fucking oh well
You should know I'm a beast
I'm really married to Belle

My freestyle sound better than y'all
Written's like L's
Y'all niggas played the f*ck out
Like desktops by Dell
I dumbed it down for 16
But it's so cold you can't tell
Tizzle

Nigga I once won the Tour de France
But was disqualified cause I used a unicycle
Even my enemies list me as emergency contact
Nigga how many niggas know you
How many niggas do you know can speak Russian
In French

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