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Brigitte Bardot Beyonce,
Avantgarde, love on tux (?),
call me Picasso, Im art on yachts,
Pardon me, oui, in Paris,
Champagne spilling out of my oui oui (wee

Pardon me
I look to God and see he's all I need
Bless me with grace when I pray on my knees
Told me keep faith when He say follow me
Follow me follow

and that fucks with your fans"

Pardon me, my nigga, I believed the lie I kept it too honest (ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh)
The pain behind your eyes, tells me that

do or they don't, right?

I tell 'em, pardon me, my pardon is mausoleum flow
Bury me in one by the garden and floor seat me though
Seated

shorty
Broke her heart no bae I ain't sorry they know it's me
Ain't no begging ya pardon
Designer frames on me know that they Carti bad one
With me she

Avantgarde, lanvin socks
call me Picasso, Im art on yachts,
Pardon me, oui, in Paris,
Champagne spilling out of my oui oui (wee wee),
Pardon my French, the je

fly)
You got every right to check her n***a
Ain't it funny how you n***as switch sides
Tryna catch me by surprise, and feed me with your lies
But, I'm

pardon
So watch how you ah seek
When you're searching
Searching
Searching too find
I couldn't find nobody like you
Nobody couldn't love me like you do
I've

all the same

So tired of fighting
So tired of always moving on
Can't i just breath and hold on
Please, Pardon me for trying to live
Pardon me for

Yeah yeah
One time
For the first time
Two times
For my last
You and I in the Neon Sky
300 Horses when I breeze by
Tell em move over that’s Nov
In

watch all these bitches Wanna give me some 
When they see a nigga fresh 
Hoping out the new jag 
Sparking up the oohwee 
Smelling like some new kash 
I

The stars in the sky don't shine
Though I'll grind all the way to the top and it's fine
If I die right on the finish line
Come walk me up with a cup

fore' no one see him again
It's mind over matter
Gettin' brain on her face Ima splatter
Cook the track like ribs you know I like racks
Serve Kash with

in the pack
I put the C in the stack
Yeah I put the K in the kash
20 Gs up in the bag
10 On me that’s why I sag
Got 10 on me right now
Tell these

break um
And the heart ache yea
Love me
Slithery snake yea don’t you be fake
Sobbing with all those tears
That be my biggest fear
I just wanna, um, see

breath?
Don't have a lotta time to think, only get so much before death

Ben shot me in the head at 10
Now I'm dropped dead with some lead in my head like

suites I get my grind on (Un huh)
You wanna fuck me, just know the line long (One hunnit)
Bare skin magnums ah get it poppin' girl (It do)
Go tatt my name

the gang
I'm respected by crip
Call on my bloodies
To pull up wit sticks
No time for niggas
I'm always on trips
Catch me in Vegas
I'm live on the strip
What

a mfn Pie out a nigga
Said he wasn't sweet I guess he savory
Finna die he was tough But now he skreaming save me
I ain't tough I'm knowing ain't nobody

Uh-huh
This is that, technical difficulties
We run streets, every day, all day, live at Club Kaufman
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties

a talkative, might be a provocative
And I can talk of this and that talk of shit
I'm here to talk my shit pardon me if I sound like shit
Might stink of cannabis

and see skill while they pardon him?
Or would they start hating and stop to target him
Pardon me, I go by "St. Retch" or "Stretch"
And Ramell, man he be

Gettin braided when Im counting up these dollars
Pardon me I'm making room for all my patnas 
If I want it Imma get not a problem 
All my niggas move

the chair, and take you up further
It ain't a shocka', cuz to hang yourself, it start at the collar
Pardon the honesty can't fly with me to rack up your