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The illest mother fucker
Is in this room right now

It's Baron Jones baby
What more do I need to say

We bout to do a couple things we ain't done

I'm vested and truly a hybrid

All of you fuckers are lying
No fly shit so I dive in
This violet got my eyelids so low its hiding my iris
Solo I don't

say when I make it I'll give a speech
Ain't no fucker got me running from no seven
And the twelve is after me but man stay close like eleven
You can't

mother fucker let me have that
You the one Im mad at
You can have the ave back
Couple more pounds
Break em on down
Move em thru town
Pick em up ship em out

Wait... (You ain't got no fucking Dubs in your Serato)
Mother fucker better clue in, yeah our moves they just be using They ain't speaking, they Ain't

something lil bitch
Me and my gang we be fly as hell
Not rocking YSL It’s EXM bitch can’t you tell
I’m a pretty mother fucker ask your mother she’s a sucker

all you fuckers trying to catch up
All you do is catch a feel, all you jokers Key and Peele
While I'm steady laughin' living I'ma chill, cha
I got some

came to squish a couple gnats
Give a fuck about the front, can't let em stab me in the back
Really hate it when these fuckers try to tell me to relax

fuckers know what time it is

Who else knows what its like
To be stabbed in the back
Feeling trapped inside of your past 
Wishing so bad that you could take

I fucker to good she saying she love me
I tolder we can't have no strings
Steady be stuffing the wood
I'm smoking on pain
I'm tryna forget everything

some muhfuckas try to say/ they wouldn’t they would feel the same way/ yeah ok/ I’ll believe that when you racist fuckers Illuminate/ puttin black crimes

the architect, so it's blueprinted 
P-p-put it all together, like a mother fucker glued it
Plant my name in the game, yeah rooted
Take these beats, and yes abuse

aye, yea
Shit, bitch
Wet, wet, y'all don't wanna fuck with us
Wow, wet
Aye
Lil Stxney, Yung Mxckey
See ya later bitch ass, pussy ass, fuck fuckity fucker

viens-t-en
L’espérance de vie capoute, come on
Pis tu l’as eu dans l’cul
À grands coups d’vingt trous, mother fucker
On t’refait la face du monde
Fuck le

mother fucker
You is not a part of gang so, no, you cannot hear my new shit
In the stu with just my brothers, the tracks we laying exclusive
Fuck who got

hand to hand transactions I was selling mad grams
Niggas hating on me
Mother fuckers see me and control C

What's strange to us
These hating ass niggas

a nigga go cray
Bad bitches wanna fuck us
Can't nobody even touch us
We some big bad mother fuckers
Got the club packed got the bag now
Man this money heavy

keep wondering
If my words are just poetic similes - How pathetic
You fuckers need to hear the beat first? Here let me get it
I'm what you edit out

video, aww, how cute
A chubby little fucker on the floor in a cow suit
Well I guess it's time to even the score
A midget dressed as a cow, the beef'll be

to face and there
Are some lies we have to uncover and there
Are some fake muh'fuckers out there talkin’
And they talkin’ for us, but they
Not talkin’ to us

speak a different language 
Really could out rap half the fuckers in the game bitch
Man I'm fucking itching for this shit I need to make it
So I say

Dubs

stressed out
Always fucking you all up, you got knocked out
All you fuckers going crazy like in day z
All the people in the business, fuck it, always tried

all we've ever heard for years
Shit is music to my ears
With the knowledge all your problems will disappear
The only problem is most mother fuckers are

erupting
Oh brothers, come and see if any who suffer my wrath
Pretend these are nothing but raps
After my attack, I bet you fuckers never come back
Combative