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and now I'm flexing
That's your main hoe
Why she texting me
I'm so fly in a amg
I get high gotta stay on beat
Why they trying, to be like me
Way too shy,

through
Face it we claim all our views
Sit there confused if you want
Needed some silence
Reassuring my thoughts
Won't give up
The way that your body move

bumshot she dey wear
E dey scatter my brain no be here
Even the perfume she dey wear
Dey freshen up the air
Baby fine pass Cinderella
Everybody, oya blow

mesmerized she let me run off with her vape
I'm getting money I wake up to it erryyday
I ain't even gotta use no flash cuz my diamonds real
Yo bitch throwin

dance
Got everyone in the room taking a glance
If he walk up and try to talk to you you better not give him a chance
Because I'm not thinking twice I'm

be so high I'm deslusinal
Don't be grilling I might think you beef
into things I never could repeat
Bitchs sweat me like I'm turning up the heat
Nigga

stop
Since the beat drops
This heat will rock
Anyone who lends their ears to hip hop
Why would the flow ever take my toe and not tell me
Had to bag up my

eights on my roller skates
Are dancing my ups and downs
Going round by round for me

Can You break this down
Can You break this down
Going round by round

with tom-drum beat
And the vocals echoed loud
But that boy heard just one small noise was
Absent from the crowd

Will he learn
Those notes he hears, they

you know that he dead
His momma want me she given me head
Who the fuck is josh tan he look like a sped
Spying on me cus you know he a fed
We eat you up

On this fucking beat
You wouldn't believe
How many times
I spitted fucking heat
Nigga this a freestyle
Ain't nobody fucking with me
And I couldn't change

shoulda wore a fuckin' rubber
That gunta beat me daily with my fake as pussy brother
Pops copped rocks with some junkie cookie cutter
Only home when he's

staying focused
Know I'm gone blow up
Cause I'm the coldest
I'm not tryna boast or seem too cocky
But I know that I'm that girl
Ain't nobody stop me
So

To the dude that keeps sending notes to my door talking about
Stay away from my shorty, talking about Imma beat yo ass
Relax she loves it over here

been searching for healing
Chippin the ego and chippin the pride
I got some pieces that I gotta find
I got some demons that I gotta beat
I got some

trap in no bando
Still I´m a psycho
Deep cut like a Rambo
Beat and me Bangbros
Epiphany hard mode
Mum raised no asshole
They say it´s hardcore
I´ll blow

locking up i got my percs from pippen
Manager at chick fil a, got a bag of chicken
Freak bitch gave me headshots now my body twitching
Bitch said i was fake

mean
My girl at home, I ain't Tryna beat
When I get home imma blush four cheeks
We working out see her legs gone weak
Once in the gym, once in

his ass ate
Put a fork in it
Trying to be a bottom, you subordinate
Open up nigga put a cork in it
Said he got drip, that's uspa you forcing it
That's

It's a casted land
The sun beats down in here, we know we're home again
One hour from the coast and now I
I feel my pulse
Racing through the air

Really gone and then I make the beat!, (whoa!)
You know that it took all the all the moments
You know that it took all the days!
You know that I'm mellow

Premonition
Five stars still about to beat the Mission claiming that he bro but he Ain't ever pitch in
Sometimes I just wanna go missing And live the simple

all tied up
But have no contract
Do not worry your story is a wall
And I am finding the cracks
Max ammo flow
I am more than I seem
Luffy because I've

up
Feeling hella good just like I should
Aura so bright just like my tye dye
Thinking after this we can go slide by
Until we reach our final