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You know I'm Naughty by Nature by the way your mom shook
When I hit her with a Heavy D-Bo flex I'm wreck less
My next guess is you wreck less checks

should
You know I'm Naughty by Nature by the way your mom shook
When I hit her with a Heavy D-Bo flex I'm wreck less
My next guess is you wreck less checks

and drake them
He a crash out and all he know is smoke weed and kill shit
Ho shit, bitches always be on that dumb shit
Move bitch, if you in my way you'll get

not with Glo Gang, but I ballout
My choppa signed to O.V.O., I let the drake sing
Trying to see me a mill off the trap selling everything
I'm in

That nicca back and he harder
Chief curry wit it
That boy there ah warrior
That K wit me on the seat by my daughter
Black limo tint, you can't see in

the job, fifty rounds, tear his head off
Grabba and raw, roll it out the jar, now I'm in the stars
Foreign car, riding through the lake, I'm just cruising by

And that's me on the beat by the way
We recognize what's real and what's fake, nigga
'Cause when you real with yourself
Everything seems clearer

Uh,

pape, the way she watching
I can tell you never seen no real prices, by what you coppin
Got the Drake in my hand, posted at the front door watchin
Keep

up by 30
Clean the money, it was dirty
Off the mud, I was dirty

Off the drink, it was dirty
Rockin' around with Drake, sippin' drink
And I'm fuckin'

and duct tape the niggas
Real street shit, this real nigga movement
Shout out to all the goddamn killers doin' what they do
Keep hustlin' up, stack that

a eat in yo face
Give a fuck what he did ill kill you for drake
My brother killer in jail but it's okay
Hood nigga
Trenches love me gifted
Tatted on my

cake up
She a fashion killer, yeah
She styling with no makeup
Cherry lip gloss on them lips, I wanna taste
Walk into the room and my
Hands around her

throwing shade
Yeah
Bitch, I dance in the hall and I keep me a drake
I'm really a wiz-kid I'm smart with my page
My boy keep a burna, he good with la flame

servin' the trappers, payin' the killers
Stackin' my bands, that's the sticks in my bitch house
I'm in the yo with Osama, he ready to bomb

All in the J's

This is the tales of a teenage serial killer
Heheheheh
Crack crack crack go the bones in his back
As my ax makes tracks down his spine like Amtrak

Killer
Not a mother fuckin killer
If a nigga push me he gonna see fuckin killer
By the age of 19 was a mother fuckin dealer
(Killer)
Nigga
Not

Can't take when you shut me down, throw me away
High horse when you tell me how I need to be
9 to 5 fading by
You'd be lucky to live a life like mine

Dream killer oh yeah
Heartbreaker yet again
There's a feeling I can't shed
Whole world I give you
My whole world it's not enough Dream killer in your

masturbating
To your body talk the way you dance around
By the way you strut by the way you smell
Everybody here drunk on oxytocin
I know that I'm a sucker but I

the scent its a crucible of sorts
Even the proudest of men knelt like a Lutheran
Youth is killed by witnessing a killer get killed
So much killing can't tell

of desire
and our hearts
are purified by everlasting fire

we’ll be killers
love’s too grandiose to survive
we’ll be killers
we can’t keep our dreams alive

a body to'le payan (killer body)
You freaking man out
Right by your side
Right by your side oh shurdy
Girl you got a body to'le payan( killer body)
You

I'm from killer, killer Cali'
We ride low-low Chevys and Caddys
Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies
In the city, you can lose your

I'm Drake in back to back
Buying all this jewelry, I need more by stack
Feeling Dicaprio Leo, just call me Jack
Talking on the internet, we turn him