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(Knock on the wood so I knock on my dick)
(4, 5, 6 Stacks in my face)
(When I come to the hold up place)
(Run so fast like an 808)

Knock on the wood so I knock on my dick
4, 5, 6 Stacks in my face
When I come to the hold up place, run so fast like an 808
No j's no get no fade, in the crib no dish no plate
No kiss no miss no play, the pistol miss no shots no shave
I know rain when it come both ways, no ice when it come from a chain
I know crystal this no game
Those tricks don't make no stages, I know canvas can hold ranges
I know trances that hold ages, I know bricks that drop from the hay
I know since two bit cops finna cave

I can run but I go no places, no patience, so gracious
When you let down guard no traces but I guess you can say cold cases
(Hold up Bato hidden where you been)
Man you cannot guess but go crazy
(Close up you the model for the kin)
For the kin go rough go chasin'
(Flow's up, you the father for the kids you the model for the ends 
You the water in a drought you the color in the grey you the follower the friend)
I'm the follower the friend when the income down in the dumps 
And you doubt yourself in advance
So quiet when I look I'm intense
So tied to the books and the pens
No lies finna drop in the end
Don't fly too close to the sand stop
I don't name drop, I know fake shots can hold face swaps
I don't like to float in the rain drops, I do paint docks I do save lots
I do save lives, I do shame opps
I do stay while I don't make bops and heyyy
Spittin on while I lay
Now I spend long nights wide awake
Rackin up on bars and analogies and metaphors
Pouring down drinks with the four four bitch so thoughtful old gone menopause
Little do you know it's yo mum and her mum sippin tea aw stop we're not animals
Animals getting it raw got her lipstick drawn all round my genitals
Imma chat with your babe, dripping my blood on the chat got chapped on a text
Shat on a bitch, giving her the shaft got shacked so hard got shaq for a dick
Back on a whim, back with the bag of the big white stacks 
And a bitch might stand for the gram and a pic
Cuz two can play that game but u aint one of them so I dance my dance and I dip
Two friends not one of them stressed, too bent to realize that you blessed
Too pent up I don't know what the commotion been on side of the mess
Now you don't come by to the fence
And im all so right in the head
So say whatchu want in the end

Knock on the wood so I knock on my dick
4, 5, 6 Stacks in my face
When I come to the hold up place, run so fast like an 808
No j's no get no fade, in the crib no dish no plate
No kiss no miss no play, the pistol miss no shots no shave
I know rain when it come both ways, no ice when it come from a chain
I know crystal this no game
Those tricks don't make no stages, I know canvas can hold ranges
I know trances that hold ages, I know bricks that drop from the hay
I know since two bit cops finna cave

(I know since two bit cops finna cave)

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