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upon the beat, Elite, the heat is premium
Delete the competition, have 'em wishin' I was feelin' 'em
I take the track to higher heights, like voices

the cap, that's a cop out
Dead in they tracks, stomped out
We need the racks, do a run out
Everybody coming to the party, pop out (Halo!)
Dumb hoe, get ya

(KE on the Track) kodak, Kodak Black
Balling on these niggas
Don't act like you don't know, pussy

Me and Momo riding in a Chevy
(We sittin' high)

word to my dead and that's word to mommy
Sparks got him walking dead like a zombie
Pablo Esco out the country try to find me
My militia gon be right

It's that big drip
Aye, aye, aye
M.A what up (Zombie on the track)
Yeah (Whoa, sheesh, sheesh)
Solo dolo in the studio with it (LPC)
Gang gang with

giving sloppy, man
Used to call me Clyde, other half to her Bonnie
One night she slit my throat
Used black magic, I'm a zombie
Dead inside, just born that

Racks in the middle
Keep me some stacks in my denim
No we don't pay no attention to niggas we winnin
Cause we see the bag and we get it
Living like

on a case by case basis
Basically they camp is basic we out the range of the rangers
Numb her hand before she jerk it
Oh God, I sense a stranger
Known

discernment stay way from informants
They slimy a serpent i'm living life urgent gotta stay observant
I stay by my lone that's my only preferment
They love

(Yung Lan on the track!)

How you doing ladies and gentlemen?
I go by the name of Blac Yougsta
I rep them three letters C-M-G
And I name this

off a rooftop
Re-animator
Creator of the murder data
The Terminator
I murder, then I see you later
Living dead, stomping the streets of Brooklyn like

are slow so
Just listen every line by line lemme finish
Yo

Pizzagate politicians man who we kiddin'
They want us wearing dresses if
We rapping for