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(Prada shoes)
Bring em back and get em dirty by the pool (It's lit!)
Bitches in bikinis big an being bool (Bicken back!)
Running up the bands it's rising

win a round
Man I don’t want your girl you know she sleeping around
All the people dodging me, you know they dodging themselves
All these albums

Similar intellect, caveman
In the studio slaving on days end
And I'm folding your mind like some ray-bands
LB bout to cross borders, vacation
And I'm

Yeah I got girls on my Instagram
To see my Band
They just want a known man
Go get your own fan

Cause I’m looking for just one girl 
I want her to just

pay your fines,
Watch the news, watch the lies,
Keep calm, album dropping 24-7, napalm,
Lyrical bombs dropping, sending me to heaven,
I'm a one man,

nigga, I'm outside)
Yeah
I'm a whole menace
Niggas trying to play God but they dead critics
Grown nigga, I'm a man with it
If you don't got your blick you

on my bad side
I'm the best guy drop 2 album on the West side
I got the chick's on the east side
Ugh
I put the three fingers up
All the niggas love me

the album thats a flex see
I thought we focused on whatever's next
Look at the silver all around your neck
And your lips up on the cigarette
She sniffin white

and DEADBWEE in the booth
And I got a rose gold grill, I just put my new tooth in
White polo and Dior, I ain't your average student
When the bands talk baby,

realizing your the patient
Play a role in stations to feel alive when you are dating
You imagine scenarios not vividly like you playin Mario
You should Let Me

get the bands
She got a OF I don't care bout your fans
Hard as a mo fucker I'm goin ham
Yeah
Where should I start in this bitch I go ham
Yeah
Where

you a fly
Wait until you get swatted or wait until you die
I'm calling you silly rappers silly bands cause' you hot 
But only for a moment and then your

understand
That's why old bands are killing it
We all love the familiar
Still touring stadiums with albums from last millennium
Give the new guy a look-in

the flames on the track these pity rappers wanna attack 
From the top, I see all of their albums flop
They can't Attain this fire 
So they better go

I'm on Pluto getting domed by indigo hoes
These smurfs love my hose they really petite
Makes my dick look like 2 feet
Turning green they envy
How I

a peach, call me by your name, Timothy
The best in the 'biz
You know who it is
Making albums in twelve hours
We're what limitless is
We got tunes, on tap

The message through the bottle 
Grab the Devil by the horns full throttle 
Lightning striking twice ain't too odd 
When you're looking for a sign from your god

to me lil fella
Reach for my ice leave him cold like December
We are not the same I reach my goals by January
You copy my swag you is a canary
I bet that

circle the smallest
I can tell your intent by your aura
Don't go and say things change when I get a little name no cap I been here before
Didn't give

don't fuck with no ritas
I got two stripes on my bands I ain't talkin adidas
You would think we ain't her type by the way that she treat us
They like we

don’t have
Working young at BK, greasy uniform and hat
Hustlin for low wages, making whoppers in the back
Take what my boss makes divide it by 5, cut that

Unless its 2 albums for like 3 mil, man
Fuck a deal, independent in like every aspect
Blew a band & still ain't get no ass yet? Pitiful nigga
Pops went

five letter band
Our previous singer was the Michelin man. He broke character
He was a paid actor; Tom Cruise on the X-Factor; a punk rock detractor

Start this album out by saying
I love you p-red
I wish you weren't dead
Fucck a piece of lead
One time he carried an
AR across a persons lawn
In his