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can't call me by my government
(Fuck nah) my dog want a hundred zips
I hear dogs barkin' in my brain
Mixin' up, caught a drain
(A drain) , I think

a Ferrari
You racing like a Ferrari
You racing like a Ferrari
You racing like a Ferrari
You racing like a Ferrari
You race
Race
Race
Race like a rari
100

cleva
A game like a college professa or scarlet letta
Accumulating this goat cheese, it ain't just chedda
Who betta
Try an find a more passionate man
This

I'm watching Hulu and I got my feet up
So I'ma need about 100 just to meet up
Nigga I'm slaving I ain't got time to free up
I just hit the Muffin Man

on my shades
Not phased by your hatred
I'm probably a sadist the way that I'm smiling
When snapping on niggas who tested my patience
Y'all should be

Man you can put me right in this mf bruh
A lot of the time I’m spending my time constantly worrying guessing
Get offa yo ass and get you a bag is

Back to the regular life when sun was still so bright we chillin' no fight
Got my homies like side by side we ain't even need a whip we just pull up with

up like one hundred 'cause it's certain ('Cause it's certain)
That no one in the city doin' it how we doin'
They so asleep in owner's suite, we colder

when I post a pic of me alone you getting uptight

Understand
That I'm proud to be your man
But it will feel good if you put me on the gram
I could bet

It all started, when I woke up from a nightmare
A man on a horse and a young girl with light hair
She was right there, but I couldn't save her
That's

Yeah
Yeah this the one
This is what I’ve been taking about
Man shoutout Bobby
Man I've been working on this for a while now
Motherfuckers might hate

Hello
Yo wha gwan
Is um TeaFannie there by chance
TeaFannie ya man she deyah
What
She deyah man she deyah she right there so what you want
Ok I don't

behind they man
I be riding by myself pops told me my mama worried bout me I’m thug I’m ready
Call my son not my son but this little nigga with me I swear

me what genre is this disease

Eight billion proud all sing aloud
Through better and worse, no choice, one
Voices sing along

In a hundred years will

agains the clock
the Earth again is shocked by another bad creation
I cried too, at birth, at first, but after that
learned that I yearned for purpose

Let the dust settle, step on the pedal
See the sun set but I'm, never gonna settle
For less than three hundred miles an hour in the chest
Burn

I been feeling loose, drink all kinds of Goose
I been knocking down the boots, drinking 100 proof
Handle shit on my own now, fuck one duece
I don't

my homies on it
Cause there's more life
Than cars and stacks of a hundred
I ain't going to act
If I throw some dollars up
Won't have me in the max
You

to the metal, doing 100 on I-20
Pressure on my mental I can't never let it end me
Rebel to my level 'cause I know that by the ending
I'm a goat like my nickname

when I first got the MP helping me push buttons
Stuck by my side and critiqued my beats
I used to work at UPS making a hundred a week
Just enough for us

and half bad 
He prolly Nephilim 
Extraordinary  
The thought of you loving another to me more than scary 
I'd rather fist fight Bloody Mary
100

One day I wanna make big profits, but right now I’m getting paid by the hour.

But an old black man, in an old mini van, had a saying that knowledge

Fuck your Grandma, she's a old ass bitch
Push her down the stairs, take a cane away from that bitch
And then she won't be walkin' no more
Then I kick her

rap 
Need Miller tap 
Just let it pour hoe 
The Pilsner hit the floor slow 
Drip down to hell I heard the devil ask for more bro 
So really What's