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slow baby, I can fast forward
We hear the car pull up I'm out the backdoor
I love those tats all on yo body and yo passport
You never violate me
Like

in the booth it's a funeral
Odezy know he been round since When
I was a youngin doing this for fun Now I'm really out here writing Rhymes I guess
I'ma

the A 
The shit real , gotta keep the steel 
I’m riding round I need the mills 
I’m trying to know if u real 
& I will never sign a deal if it’s dead 
I’ll never

ain't easy in these streets , the Sht I seen ironic , niggas sin to get the Jesus piece.
Pull the piece out, pop a pussy to pieces and peace out.

Bitch I fucking love
Talk yo shit don't give no fucks ye
Circles round you bitches stunting
Circles circles circles runnin'

Drawing circles like I'm

Intstellar disco dweller dancing on the sun
Tellys on the microphone pull out your laser gun 
futuristic rhythm baby help me find the one
atmosphere

now 
Pull out the pack and they smell in that loud
I’m changing the game and they wondering how 
Sending them check and I been cashin em out 
Added it

asks cause she wants my clothes
And get her steez up
I ain't even cocky, call me young Black Kray
Goldie something just like Rocky
Big ass camera round

Lights out
10th round
Can't get up, you knocked me down
Gimme more it's never enough
Looked up
Love struck
Tryna get my courage up
This is

jewels color crip
(Same color)
Fly like scarecrows do off the rip
(Off the rip) pull up in the coupe and
Baby style like Bruce Lee
Know that is my twin

a laker in LA I'm 6 to 23
Bro birthday, would've been 28
Ain't worried bout nun my house on a lake
Crackers tryna pull me over cause my cars is up to date

guess we living in your world
Round you revolve
It's less drama in my life
Like bitch be gone
That's a problem solved

I done been betrayed
Why they blame

I write myself, so you know I'm always spitting truth
Took 3 years to drop a song always slacking round too
Really huh
What you tryna say to my face

are back in town

Pull it down
A top shelf bottle of whiskey
Pass it around 
Make your boyfriend wanna kiss me
Don’t waste your time on talkin' 
Cause I

times y’all wanna fuck with ya boy,
How many times I gotta tell these bitches it ain’t a ploy
They been rollin round the block wit a bitch named Susie,

loved
Drink me down the bottle
Put it to the shotgun
Pull the trigger and then I watch it go up
I'm the reason that my life is fucked up
Another night

(Pussy nigga pipe down)

(Drug man pull up on me right now, I’m steady gassin)

(I’m smoking heavy right now)

(Nigga we moving up we going ya heard

clouds
Starting to bore me
Twelve player, back to twelve
But Sayy though that's another story
Bout to pull up in the one
Done from working out the six

You think I'm a player huh?
Of course I'm trying hit it, 
Pull at your job looking like a meal ticket, 
Your man wishing baby
I really live it, 
Money

around the back and
Pull up the track, cause yaow
Couldn't believe them stores
Conceived for no reason
Please just gwaan leave them
Fake is in season, but

Puerto Rico but her ass from Jamaica
Leave a bitch standin' 'round
Best believe I'ma take her
I don't take 'em on dates
I just take these hoes shoppin'
Run

called dat 50 round tek
I don' give a fuck about you
Dare that ass to flex
Nigga
Airholes and exstendos
Double downs and kick doors
Kick a brick off

Fucking with that shit like it's mine ya
She gon pull up at night like a dime ya
Got her running through my mind all the time ya
But I got my eyes

nigga wanna fuck in a wraith
I told him to pull in the parking lot
hands on my thighs while i'm riding his face
The way his tongue move make me cum a lot