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Burr

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Guess I'm back on my shit
Name isn't will
But I'm still a fresh prince
Snow by the zip
And it been coming in
Yuh flipin gs
Fa 80 baby
Know a lot of niggas hate me
Hellish and
They call me crazy
Running to that bag on the daily
And you know I'm a threat
Spitting some heat
An I ain't break a sweat
Ain't talking Nike
But I got that check
So if you pull up betta come with respect
Better come with respect
Whole lotta pressure
Applied to they neck
Bih I'm up now
F*ck whoever got next
Ain't study for ish
But I still pass the test
Mines been a perilous life
Lotta commotion
And way to much hype
What's to be expected
Ya working the white
Shit comes wit stress
So you ain't sleep at night
Habitual evenings
Whole lotta creepin
Js steady tweaking
Like f*ck was I thinking
Wanted it quick
Wasn't time for no blinking
Copped the long stick
Cuz I ain't have no defense
Out on the strip
I ain't speaking no pretense
Don't know what that is
Well it's kinda like
Pretending
Hotboy burr yea they resent him
Slither and bite got that venom
Hope that this doesn't offend em
But most bullls out the 5th
Ain't contending
I'm in my zone and
And got no contest
High as a drone and
Ain't got no conscious
Pick up da phone mane
I'm trynna cop it
Then flip it
And profit
Cuz I got some moves
Hangin on to the pocket
Baddie on me n
She bussin like squirtle
Two straps my g
I'm a nerd nigga
Erkle
Hottest young nigga
You ever did heard of
They think I'm C Banks
But I'm way too damn thorough
Call me young prince of da borough
Lickin me up said I taste like a churro
Sprinting been jumping the hurdles
Slang em shells I ain't talking bout turtles
Mario carts what we puffin
Dirty cup this ain't the toussin
Biscuit head can't tell me nothing
Saying he wit it but I know he bluffing
Pussy boy ain't wit the shits
Clearly he lacking the grit
Wont be that long till he quit
Scared of contact
And that's rich
Me tho I been down to blitz
Act out n u could get hit
Body bag I get you zipped
I'm like Lewis wit the stick
Fly eagles fly but I
Feel like a raven
Rep the east coast n my side be amazing
Backwoods my blunt
N you no that I'm blazing
Eyes hella low now I'm
Black looking blasian
Shouldn't need no persuading
If Diesel n Burr on the track
It's amazing
Seven straight hits on this jawn
We created
Like a fourth of the zip
Shit is dope
And we slangin
Shit is dope n we slangin
Spitting raw ether straight off of the brain n
Purest of gas kerosene
What I'm bringing
Snow in July
WTF
Am I seeing
Off a half of the tab foot of my bed n she callin me dad
Said you was messy
Said you was trash
Wrapping and clinging
But she is not glad
Better get to a bag
Cuz like ye n em said
Lil ma want yo cash
And if yo ain't got it
She gon hit the dash
Leave you in ya feelings
And down on ya ass
Been said I got that drip
But burr make that bih splash
I'm just going in
For the days that it was bad

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