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you share for the motherfucking fruit, nigga
Y'know?
Get ready for Crisp NY
AKA Supreme Blientele
Get ready
Classic, the album really called Crisp

fortnite
Spotswood most hated I know that's right
I'm not going no fucking where
Talk shit then be mad
When you're dragged by your hair
Y'all thirsty for

my dick up just like it's an Icee yeah

Get off

You started changing that's why we grew apart
She givin' me brain but I doubt she was smart
Your album

on that stupid go ahead and call the cops
Medical card baby 2018, probation ain't shit to a homie and his green
Yeah we cruising why you snoozing everyday

What about one plus one
Jamais de fumer sans feu
Jt'au volant d'un album number on
Jamais de fumer sans beuh
J'arrete si j'le veux pis i stop if i

driving all this flows am fluin like a pro

Pussy ass niggas can't stop hating on me , why do you care if am moving that green , all lives matter fuck

drop shit
Love to the day one fans
Lost some people in the process
South By South West
Met with the Green Mitten boys
Told em we were going on tour 
Let

niggas in trouble
Drag a nigga straight by his dreads n pop his bubble
Oopsy daze, never try to shit the name
Sing me A song, ghetty green n I'm out

message
My presence
Your halo
Will come to you soon
An album by me
Dropping in June

Ayo
Sitting right next the beef

Like its lettuce tomatoe
Complexion

weather
I remember driving four hours just to see ya
For like two
Rapped a whole album on the whole way here
About you
But I guess I forgot every lyric

And now I'm critically acclaimed by the clinically insane
Y'all can have rap back when I'm done finished with the game
But the ball's in my court and I

tits
I remember I was so broke, didn't have chips
Now I'm out here on my pogo, doing backflips
They ask me why I'm so dope I told them practice
Now I'm

sensitive pussies n you seem to follow long
Offended by something I may say or do
Two Caucasian ass middle fingers in the air for you
First amendment states I

culture
I still struggled but Tabula Rasa
I'd draw a new one but my Microsoft Word is a bit outdated
I'm a bit too green so I can't excel
What I felt when

just show up everyday and I turn to the Stu
Too much on my mind to just pack in 2
Minutes or verses
Uh
Imma need an album or 2
A book or 2
Why my ex

moving like I'm seeing the light green
I made a whole album, scrapped it in nineteen
This music a mechanic for the manic
I've one side disco with the other

just like I should
Tima J. is set for life, get that understood
New album out now, go get it, it's hot
You can tell by my sound, that I grew up a lot

I

I smoke weed
But my momma knows
I did coke one time
And tried to get it out my nose
Now I'm a fiend for that green
Thick bitch like some heavy starch

from one minus Na I ain't got nothing let me borrow 5 things I Shouldn't B looking @ bling king jacking off by my self 4 five I got away with auto theft

and sirens, niggas open fire
Bunch of Thug Life niggas on the rise, until I die
Ask me why I'm a boss player gettin' high
And when I'm rollin' by niggas can't

some goals that I had to defend, yeah
If you really a shooter, why talk on computers, my nigga let's link then
They say they want beef then when I pull

quarter-ounce
Now I sell it by-the-o, if not tell them bounce
I'm smoking moon rocks with a new thot,
And she likes me- said she boombox
When I fuckin' bang it,

[Intro] 
Yo, this song is about, well I guess this most of this album is about some of the relationships in my life, past, present and future

Uh,

niggas on they shit
That's my shit, I'm a killer, fuck silence
Being humble is boring, I'm choosing my craft first
Stream the album, just finished the last