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split
Wipe off the mask and get the spill kit
All the air in here a smothered red
Blow up the blows to the back of the head
And to die now is much too

die for it,
Now I really have next, Tryna ball New Jersey Nets 
Jason Kidd, y'all dont love the kid 
God put me here, installation kit 
Speakin to a kid

The tires skrt skrt
Gassed off the gas hit the gas
Skrt skrt

I hit the clutch whip swervin to the left
Skrt skrt
Coupe wheels spinning I be at they fuckin

having much fun
Amidst a world of bricks in which
Your fists can't even clutch one
You're a bygone era bargain bin man
Your time's passed
Your style's

Yea
Yea
Just booked me a flight overseas, I'm finna ball out
Forth quarter clutch, no call outs
Ball til I fall and I'll never fall out
Choppa hit

abra la boca
Fallo el caso a mi favor
Lo revoco pista me toca
Pasado pisado sigue tic tac tic tac
La pena me la como como kit kat (Mmm)
Pasado pisado

crush (yeah)
Break him like a Kit-Kat, Chris, how I be talkin' 
Clutch, clutch, clutch, clinch
With a shovel, I came out the muddy
Like you made for

on my dick, why she for?
Four deep in the V and
I'm grippin that cannon
Fuck that, if better duck that
Finger itchin, I'm feenin'
Clutch that bitch
Tata

mad yeah that stupid hoe petty
I've been getting fetty
Steak all in my belly
Lil bitch mad yeah that stupid hoe petty
Popping the clutch sayin fuck all

the bitch coming
Like the muthafuckin' money
Outside like a pumpkin
Outside with a drum kit
Old times like a musket
Mix it with the blue hunnits
Oh no, oh no

Poppin' the clutch sayin' fuck all you bastards
I came from nothin' my life is a hazard
Fuckin' that bitch and she call me her master
Go talk your

a two-year-old brat (goddamn)
Just like a record, get scratched 
Y'all niggas rats, dispatch (dispatch)
I got four Blacks, Kit-Kat (ooh)
Dick in her back, I'm

Been making them digits
My money stack tall
Yo shit look like a midget
I had a hard life 
Boy I came from that dirty
Now nigha came up 
I clutch on that

clutch
If i'm being real I don't want it though
Fuck it , I just poured a four
I throw my love away
Can't show no love today
Man fuck that girl, I'm out

Run it back
Run it back
Run it back
I be snapping bars
Like it’s Kit Kat
I don’t got time for the chit chat
I just wanna live
Till I fall flat
Run it

on 'em like that Grand Theft Auto shit, ayy
Uh, ayy, finger fuck the nina, fully auto it, yeah, ayy
Used to grip a 'Tec with the cooling kit, yeah, ayy

Sadio Mané (YNWA)

Sheck Wes

Sadio Mane

2019

a loss today, but I'll still wake up tomorrow
Putting danger on the pitch, there's stains up on the kit

Sadio Mané, Mané Sadio
They told me that

that
Bandana wrapped where my chrome and my wig at
If he want beef, hit his home with a Big Mac
Niggas be breakin' the code like a Kit-Kat
Runnin'

that I'll ball from the jump
Ball in the clutch, I'ma ball 'til the end
If you born a worker, work to be a boss in the end

Three different colors

your body kits a blessing
The way you hug the curves, the way your tires grip
Girl I love it when I get in & your gears they get to shifting
With you

Would you kill now what would you do for a Kit-Kat
Oh, I mean uh, what would you do for a Klondike
Would you go and pop a wheelie on a motor bike
Go

don't even want no 5
Play with BTF you die
Play with BTF you die
Got a brand new glock I had to get the kit it came with switches
Got my money not my

In the H, I get high from the tree
I think I love her, JK
She gets passed like this dutch
Keep the strap in her clutch
Y'all ain't fucking with me
Not

might kill you, off with ya too

You niggas ain't on nun'
I- I- I had to clutch my, clutch my gun
The bitch took a pill in Ibiza
Mamacita
No lil ho, I