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I feel like I'm Toucan Sam
Different color vv's I'll show you on cam
Rocking Rick Owens getting fly Peter Pan
I was raised by wolves I ain't get

eat
I had to learn that
Dissatisfaction kept
The bros fat at a point in life
Where bitches blitz me i don't text back
If you give these hoes your focus

Baby I ain't shit lil bae go home
Got three fifty two's one straight to his dome
Baby so bad and she won't leave me lone
Got hearts on the sleeve but

dreads

Crème skully ' round my head
My bitch trapped me by givin' head
250 a zip, I got em
My dawg need me, I got em

Got niggas trappin' like Nino
Puttin

bitches 
guess they wasn’t real from da start N dat ridiculous
Fuck yo feelings I’m relentless I keep my pain all in my sentence 
Free my dogs from they

none of that

I got a 50 for that lil' 30, boy, you know I'm with all that
You acting like you on smoke, boy, you know how we really rocking
Punch in

yeah

Know we getting out of there
We ridin' through the whole city
Know that we be everywhere
Count up a hunnid and fifty
Count up my money, know I

ass, boy, get the fuck back
Before I shoot you with it
When my finger be itchin' and twitchin
I roll down the window, I let off some shots
Swear that

on none of my niggas
I gotta stick it and it came with this glizzy
I fell in love with them hundreds and fifties
And if we get a drop, then my bro comin'

bops
I get 50 a pill
Cross you over if you go for a steal

Pull up and shoot like I'm Tatum or Beal
Or get your head by your own niggas
Play with my top

seein' new cities
I done checked a couple tribes out, some brand new biddies
Tryna knock another  down when I'm shootin' his 50
And ever since I put the 30

only way is up
I come from the bottom, only way is up
(only way is up

Million dollar dreams, workin' off a budget
Malcolm said, by any means, we was

I'm already here
I said it before this a Hollow year
I'm going overcoming all of my fears
Breaking barriers bring you bitches to tears
Man Skyy and 50

a pole, that’s embarrassing you’re like 50 years old.  Country music I didn’t forget about you the whole genre is plagued by a lack of I.Q. You got your

money, fuck bitches they never loved you (gang gang)

Baby girl you know i'm fighting for you day and night(day and night)
But if you do me wrong, ima make

DONT DO RATS
           ITS AH CODE OF SILENCE
               
           

        MAP YEA NOW WE ON DA MAP
          DONT FUCK WIT MANY

need a few of those
Yo mans up in his room he still playing with them yugiohs
Tell me why these bitches do the most, steady acting like some groupie hoes

faith in me
Snakes roaming the garden of Eden so I stay clutching the heat
Day is coming when they see
The project that was rejected by everyone he need

I’make my own cloth "Bih" ima streets Designer

Laid bacc seat Recliner 
On da Lowest I’m the Hottest 
I’m being Modest 
Highly favor by a goddess 
She

Навстречу летит желтоглазая "Тахома",
За рулём (drive-by) — безумец.
Справа слышу крики,
На площадке суета,
Все звёзды худа на месте.
Пацаны играют 3x3,
Из-за

CHEST 
I PRAY FOR MY LIFE 
THATS WHY I JUST GOT A TEC 
I KNOW YOU SEE MY FASHION DRIPPING 
IT CAME WITH A VEST 
TWO FOREIGN BAD BITCHES 
WIT' ME HOPING

down
Counting hundreds fifties twenties
Get that shit regardless
B.A.M
By any means
I count this cheese
I get this guap bitch
Fuck what it costs
We're

hatin' fuck em we on this get money shit 

Oh yeah we bout that hustlin' oh yeah we bout that grindin'
Bitch we out cheer gettin it oh yeah we out cheer

to harm a nigga plate 
Today it’s still fuck you 
Can’t let them get up in my way 
I will never struggle 
Again 
I wake up and I grind 
Off the same motive