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ticked with you lice
Wanna rumble we can tumble I'll flip tonight 
I'm telling you this clench fist you'll risk your life
I'm Wilson Fisk lil' Daredevil,

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I wish that I got Lil Black on a track (You Know It's Lil Black Woah!)
Getting that Guala
Getting that guala
I'm getting money
If you acting funny

Codeine mustache got lean on my lip
Geek out on the plug take his shit we gone flip
Double G’s all on my waist on my hip (On my hip)
Toast up to the Wock

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Psycho with the tool, we just treat him like a fraction
N***a put him in a jacket, burn his body to the ashes
Film

to spill it on my linen
If you been in the position that I'm livin'
Then you know about it
Can't afford it find another way to go about
I do my dirt all by

to think about it Steppin on me
Nigga don’t step on my feet
Hop and track and I’m stealing the beat lil bitch
Hollup wait hollup wait
Let me back in
Thought

to b a manly
Got hands, Got guns, but listen understand me
A hearse, or gurnee how you wanna laid out in front of yo family
No King, I’m X, by any means

Big long clips stuff em inside of the gun lil brah on the run
He buss down a bell by the end of the week so he said he just murder for fun She got her

a nigga call me his lil mans just listen
Some niggas use to call me lil kicko
Until I told em don't apply his name to my credentials
Cause he don't kill it

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Practiced doing donuts in a tank
Looking super-fly with the fresh perm and a mink on
Real talk, niggas talking that shit
I sit ya lil ass down in

with the lights out
Then it's round 2
Found you
Chillin' by the fire, while we eating fondue
No I am not Bieber, but swear you gon be a believer lil

Fucked a lil hoe and she ain't even know me
Ever since then I been all by my lonely
But now I smoke gas and get turnt with the homies
Bitch, Gang
But now I

I'm rich as a bitch you can tell by my denim
Pissin' and hissin' and spitting that venom
Haters take shots and right back
Where I send em
Made a few

flip that shit just like a G6
Can't fuck with no extras, cut the credits on that weak shit
Over my profession, turn your classic to my new shit
So please

for the critics
But I don't like the sound of the crickets
And I'm pounding the rhythms and blues
Drinking's painful, they be like "Lil Xay, oh shit,

world, I'ma flip me some stacks
I am a king, I will take off your neck
When it come to your bitch, I only want neck
And I tell you come get her, she don't

don't ever do assists
On the drive trip double couple fouls when I'm in the paint drip the wrists
Lil' shit talking big when he ain't never did a flip

the Devil that we said hello
You going Six Feet Below
Bodying this beat I guess it's dead now
Bitches talking beef then they a dead cow
Flip em like I sell

down in a track ain't no hemi, I got vibes, I got za, I got plenty
I remember my pockets was empty, shining big now my diamonds explemary
Sippin' mud but

a video and now the b*tch hate me
I broke the b*tches phone lil bitch dont tape me

She told me to chill she know that im hot tho
She said i can f*ck i say

by Goya
Hollow tips, GPS trackin', sumn to flip a nigga wit
He callin quits
Ain't want no smoke
Swing wit the gang
Ain't on no ropes
We just been

on Earth
Imma make it hot, stand by word
And Imma kill the track, need a doc, or a nurse
Lookin' at the clock, always time for the work
They gon; stay local

that just stand by itself
But like I said
I'm sorry I'm mixed

Rise up from dust to dust
God looked down and said that's enough
He snatched King right

hard
Man y'all know
I'm hard
Man y'all know
I'm hard
Man I'm going harder on my hardest shit
Harder than I ever order it
Y'all lil niggas be tripping