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Marilyn Monroe
Yeah, said that she a fan and she wanna be alone
I can tell that she wanna fuck by the tone
And no, I ain't a dog, but I'm buryin' my bone

A turn real bad
Get jumped by the ones who Think they're tough Till I hit a Fit of rage, then you have Enough
Kick in your head, if you know Then you know

Hit me in the face with a tire iron tight/
I don’t never retire or tire or on the mic/ 
I burn tracks like rubber from tires on the Pike/
Keep flows hot

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Wet the block up
Stain his ass yeah grease em
Bust up on his block like a goddamn speaker
Drive by
On cloud nine
Blowing clouds of reefer
Said you

fishing
He in a fishbowl flipped em
I heard he hot he be tippin
Caught wet em splash drenched em
Bro in the trap he do work in the kitchen
I need my percent

hard she earnin me
Walk outside your dead to me
They so high the burnin weed
woah
I'm in a meechie my guy a ween
Side by side we sip codeine
H2O I'm wet

have a bullet waiting for anybody that's with her
Her pussy wet like a river
I'm still out overseas like a drowning nigger
I know that sounded crazy but

Hey

It’s Detroit

Gonna read it freestyle real fast

It's so hot, I'm sweating like hell, it's devilish heat 
Almost 40 degrees outside, woke up

When you one of us, you got three options Ya B's, poppin' your C's, lockin' or eat hot ones
Ain't no white flags, ain't no peace offering Let that barrel

Your flop era is low-key serving, what the fuck does that mean?
Walking in the room and you know I'm looking hot
Asking baby boy, "Can you give me

uh
Tae Wop gon' keep him a Glock
Cool as a fan, but I'm gon' keep it hot
My shooter came home, now we huntin' for opps
A stick and knot, what I keep by

They call me Supabad 
 I want it  Supabad 
  Cuz it’s Supabad 
 McLovin Superbad

Yeah I you want you cuz you’re hot
And i want what I WATCH
It’s my

moment
And we puttin' it down
Ready to clown
Be layin' them black on the ground

Smokin' weed by the pound
What it be
Why my ass with a bounty
Oh my nigga,

me like was this fateful
Yeah, I just, called that, teller, get that bank closed
We gon start it up
Yeah bitch is this hot enough?
Yeah Cause I can get

wet the sheets
She obey the law I'm Mr. Deputy
Smile gleams as the sun beams
AC blast hot enough for sun screen
K. Dot in my subs car bumping
One hand

to the Army this shit can get slimey
So try me and I'll take it back to the county
I'm cursed by the haters and blessed with a bounty
There's blood on my hands

at her move the room
She wanna jump the broom
I told her wait, ooh
Baby, don't get it confused
Baby, don't get it confused
Abide by my own rules
I never

is bigger than what they’ve heard
It’s like I got shot in d heart by Cupid
This love gon last long Elizabeth ruling
Even if we broke we gon still patch

Triggered
Sitting
Court side
While bitches
Sweat
 Packing bleachers


Choker Throttle Pussy

I’m Triggered by all that

Jack shit

The weird shit

I’m

records
Sean J, you killed this shit
I heard they formed an alliance
Against little old me
You can tell by my gut
I ain't ran from no beef
I turn rappers

left her house on fire 
She still tell me that it's hot 
I really had the brib booming 
I was cooking on the pots 
I had to learn how to trap by myself

brings satisfaction
Like animal mutilation that Richard Chase did so
As I rape Hip Hop cuz it seems hot when I fuck them with their wrist locked
They lick

never wanted peace
I'm powered by that hunger like I never wanna eat
Cowards die a thousand deaths, long live my deceased
Once I give you loyalty, you

drugs crackin shit for dubs on the legal side I invest

Bitches want me cause they think ima be sumn

Ima hot nigga got the streets jumping

Ima Glock