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out of that satin gown for me
She drop it low and gladly lay it down for me

Walking near the water in some open toe
Or Scuba diving tryna see how far

riding in Bentley trucks when she got sold
Got me some cash moving bricks by the O, That make her pussy wet gimmie a show
Freaky nasty know this bih goin

?
You been speaking my name boy
He way outta yo league
He was leaking like syrup we had
Cut him down like a tree
Drop the body, Christmas Eve
It was still

heart is
Yeah, let me take you where it started I got niggas who was with me, now they hating
Is it cause my flow go retarded? You know I'm the hardest
I

Wouldn't believe me if I told some stories das suppose to be secret
It's buried treasure I cherish
Niggas bet not leak it

I was inspired by da block rich

Shoot him in his back cause ion fuck with him like Ricky now
I lost Kell I can't be happy till we creep up on that score
Remember days that Ian have it I

(uh-huh)
Keep that fire, it come in handy (that fire)
Local rappers can't stand me (fuck 'em)
'Cause they can't stand next to me
Wanna be like me

time to fire lithium
Pop fly
Hit me up
Outside with it
I need top dollar
Cause I know that my time ticking
When I drop product
It sell like Popeye's

I don't got a pencil or pen in this bookbag
Added like ten to the clip 'cause it look bad
Don't give a fuck if you pissed, nigga, get mad
Or you

four in his belly
Two in his chest and a few in his neck
Then I dip back out to the flat
West-side OG that be me
Martin Luther King on my ID
Shawty L-O

white man God the other one
We didn't call that God we
Called our brother one
And our sister was the Earth, peace God
No need to act it
(Now let me bless

To it baby
Dummy head talk flo
Pull with a new Shanaenae
Records selling Costco
That corporate startna'
Sway me
Fuck the government tat
Them bitches drive

then watch it all drop
Pouring lean in my cup yea I'm sipping real wock
Niggas hated on me saying I ain't gone make it to the top
KeepaBagg or starve

said he gon' kill for me
Then I'ma kill for you
It's a switch up on it so it's bound to drop a few
When them boys come around, know they ain't got a clue

Caresha
Hold that sign up
Say "Go Papi!" I start wildin'
Then I stop pose for a frame
Ricky Bobby (aye)
She drop that top off
That brain in a Mazi (aye)

neck like a faucet (faucet)
Surrounded by bosses
Talkin' broke shit, boy, you lost it (you lost it)

Woah (woah)
I drop a bag and they go catch

high

Make a lil straight hoe bi
I'm off xan xan when i close my eyes
In the transam yeah im flying right by
She do hand stands for me and my guys
She

of the way that body Drop, yeah, we gun em' down,
I just took his bitch down, she gon' suck me up,
Might go cop that bussdown, I'm gon' run it up
Take his

It’s 10 o’ clock on my iPhone
And that text reads, wyd
What you doing, I ain’t doing nothing
Let’s paint the city, go and party
We can drop the top

It’s 10 o’ clock on my iPhone
And that text reads, wyd
What you doing, I ain’t doing nothing
Let’s paint the city, go and party
We can drop the top

ever hear that bling 
You know cannot bait 
I get it by any means 
Think I was born that way
Mind of a hustler 
It's all up in my DNA 
Young motivator

heat
Keep on hating we get the drop
On where you be
Hit you and put yo face
Way by yo feet
Know my people don't play
Know they diving bout me
I'm stay

Martin
He, or is it a drake?
He's a boy, he's a drake, isn't he?
He loves to pint of Old Crafty Hen
But he can't get a little bit lippy afterwards,

blotting the paper softly, and plotting an uprising 
And watching your shawty drop it
Slick clean she met me then wet dreamed
Picking teams my opps don't