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of wicked high society
Eating from a tree of good and evil philosophy
Ultra MK LSD supposedly
Officially canceled by Congress in nineteen seventy
Until they

Posted on yo room, everybody I’m on T.V
No this ain’t no Kodak ain’t nothing playing ZeZe
When they get the aux they play overnight by Qu33zy
They play

on deck I'm talking no disrespect
Niggas steppin' up in ya face man whats next
Talking crazy now a mother fucker upset
Watch what you say 'fo they coming

on and take off
I'm in tiffin rapping right now boy I'm in clay hall
Got a bad bitch her name coco
I'm by myself I'm moving solo
She going to fuck me cause its

got a brand new bitch, so I put her in some rick
Diamonds dancing, I'm on that timing like I'm fin
Yeah, I'm baked off these fuckin' xans, more baked

is loaded up
My conscious raw, I monster ball
I got multiple lines buzzing like a conference call
But wait
I’m surrounded by idiots
Pound for pound,

I'm sitting on the floor,
Looking at the world through a picture window.
I see a pretty girl, she walking by I decide to follow.
I run out through

a corn on a cob
Snap off like I'm fightin' off a task force kickin' in the back door
With enough rounds to make Rick not ask more
Here's a crash course

to the broad I just get brain
Look, aye
I'm really from the Lo like Rick James
Look, aye
I move with the pole and the clip hang
Look, aye
Different buzz I can

And think they gon' slide by the base
I call a foul on the play
Get that boy out of the game
Get that boy out of my way
Keep your ass out of my lane
Bitch we

and Eddy, yeah, the trio of dummies
I swear when DD fucked with Dexter man that shit wasn’t funny

I had VHS types they was the best
We lived by the Bounty

Ayyyee ayyye ayyyee
Let's gooo
Karmaaa owwww
"It's 2019 so you know it's goin down
I'm the new kid in town down to clown
If I'm around
I got a funky

yeah, no I'm not balling
And my bars are off the meter, tell your girl to stop calling
Told them niggas I can go, gold water aquafina
Get that bread by

the faucet
I be on my Rick Ross, yeah she know I'm bossin'
Treat her like a Laker coz I know they watchin'
See dat booty shakin' so I tell her "come and back

on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
We be stepping on shit

Stepping on shit
Stepping on ricks
Stepping on bitch ass niggas, stepping on tricks

with no assist
Ski mask and my 40 clip I'll lay your ass down like eight ball trick
Yeah I'm on some other shit
Influence by my government Presidential

niggas feelin me
Medical weed is healin me
Got more legs than a centipede
Sippin purp by da milliliter
Everything I do is fuckin psycho
And I saved a lotta

for shit
Countin and plottin I'm coppin that Rick
I made my first hunnid thou on a lick then flipped that shit over and copped me a brick
I'm

all the rick
Got a bussdown Patek, bitch not glass (hah, bling!)
Huh, luh bitch I'm fired up (yeah)
If she a freaky bitch, I'll tie her up (smash)

a sneaky guy with freaky pyromania like Beavis (FFFIRE!)

But I'm tired of setting fire to my victims so
Now I'm driving to the city to sit by the sewer vent

lawyers
Some still up on the blocka
And a couple took route to the suburbs
But I’m still up on the blocka
But I'll soon take route to the suburbs
And I love

can fill it when it's gettin' low
I can flip the merch, double that, then I hit the store
Rick Flair, leglock a two until it finger fold
I'm just makin'

the feelings still there
California haze in the atmosphere
Towel by the door of the hotel room
But you still smell that Goodie
Good in the air
Rick james

Aye you know how the fuck I’m giving it up nigga 

H-tine Mother Fucking Texas Swagin n Bangin no Lexus 

(Racks) 

Yea u know what the fuck going