Himbo Slice (7 foot 8 foot) (feat. Trappak JFK)

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Chaos New Money

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Ayy, niggas come at me
I don't even know who I'm dissin'
I'm lifted, I'm gifted, I can't even get in a scrimmage with niggas
And f*ck all my image, I'm winnin', my womena 10 and I'm swimmin' in linen from Gucci
Amelio Pucci, Amiri my denim Im in it, Admit it, I'm different,
I sit on a sentence 'for I ever snitch on my niggas, I meant it
I can't even go to the dentist without you lil' hoes in my business
And God is my witness, bitch, I've been a menace like dennis
Since niggas was watchin Apprentice
I'm ballin' cause niggas been servin' like tennis
I get it, I did it, I shit on the critics
I'm whippin' this bitch like it's rented, I see yo lil corner, I bend it
I get on your block and den spin it and spin and spin it and
These niggas late on your rent and you tenants,
Regratin' the day that you met us
Cause we put that pressure on niggas, they jealous, I do what I want
I dont care if they jealous, I'm gettin' my lettuce
I'm fuckin' your freak and her fetish is fuckin' on me and the fellas
F*ck on the beach it aint Venice, Bitch, I'm a king and you peasants
Is just tryna get in my residence, I need to bitch with some elegance
I need to chick with some melanin, Bitch, I'm a gentleman
I'm blowin' ZA like it's medicine, They say new money a veteran
Niggas ain't hear what I'm tellin' em, niggas aint buy what you sellin em
I got supply in the melon, Them niggas irrelevant
Lie for the hell of it, niggas a die tryna get out they element, BOY
First of all, who are these niggas fool? I do not fool with fool niggas
That chopper take one and make one of the two of you niggas
So watch what I do with you niggas, They say they want beef
I'ma make stew with you niggas and feed the whole crew
Two niggas and ten gotta eat, I am not through with you niggas
We big and it's sweet, It's tender to stick on a pole
Long as Pinocchio knows, This shit is not here for show
If you want smoke, we gon' blow, Your ass right under your clothes
Woah, whips from overseas, Bitch, from overseas
Tryin' to get a bitch to get the bread, From overseas
Bitch, from overseas, Bitch, from overseas
Leave him in the ditch, then dip, Overseas
Know the bitch scared of me, better be damn ready
See the chopper lookin' back in your head, Look like I let her be
Order, take a squeeze, Watch leg eatin' chunks
Out the side of your body, Now you will let her see
Who could you compare to me? All my opps dead to me
Walk down on any nigga on any street, On smoke, nigga, we a match
Your energy, Cut the bitch off, she was fake, too finnicky
Toss a ball, check these niggas, my mini-me
I'm in the trap, I got AMG in with me
I spit the big hit, she thought she was spitting me
I workin' hard, you would thought it was pen and me

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