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Yeah, jumped off the porch
(Porch)
I’m a young killer
Call me Jack the Ripper
I’m pulling back up in a Porsche
(Lil whore)
She got ass like

[Intro]
Yh, your boy Willy
Yh

[Verse 1]
Bitch I just dropped
A song that gone get to the top
So don't go crazy
That shit don't amaze me
Feel a bit

the best flow
Let's go
Flying by the competition
Like a jet hoe yea yea yea
You can't fuck with me and that's for really though
Bitch I be so cold I be so

the flames
For the rest of his days
Said that he would go off by his own rules
Since then his ideas in the brain
They haven't been the same
Who he never had

this shit is for
Wanna get shit done and say "Oh shit here we go"
Started hazy, ended racy
Going so fast yeah thinking that I'm crazy
But I mean that's

ain’t know, so guess what
You slipped up, by having kids with ha
But not me
Change my name to lil yachty
Only want one night see
A joystick, I am not G,

to make sure that them numbers was right
I had them Ps going state to state
My niggas really go out they way
Foot on tha gas & I'm doin the race
Got my foot

Take it nice and slow, eat it nice and slow
Brain like no other, she suck it nice and slow

Damn, she the best at that shit
Anna's talking crazy again,

on lil bro name no I ain't cool with that
Claiming that you got it tryna follow where my movements at
We tactic uhh
Bro nem spinnin, lurking, purging, mask

80
Next run 100K bitch
Motivated by my pain and anger
Only white faces I like on Blue Paper
Outlook on life is amazing
Only so much fucks allocated
Go

his family tree
I would prolly go crazy in my head if I didn't have my team
Everytime I wake up I think I have the exact same dream
I don't know why you

of his mouth why you askin' questions
It's not my style shootin' out a tahoe cause it's less impressive
I go to jail and see niggas at chow I feed a nigga

cye yeah
Girl I know you wanna go

TWO in his bag
I been feeling that
Came into my own 
Now I'm finna stack
TWO living fast
Can't live in the past
We

(J, this shit too crazy)
4 or 5 Hummers, Burban, Jag for the summer
(Yeah) sS sittin' 20s
 but I ain't no muthafuckin' stunna
(Dumb ass niggas)
Grab

Move like the presi so low key, rockstar life get no sleep
Go so crazy on the microphone, no d wade spit straight heat
On my drake shit I'm so far gone,

in
Started doin' things crazy I passed it
Had to do all different contrast it
Took a lil' bitta' grit steadfastin'
I ain't do the norm that's fashion

came up
Nigga but club creek was crazy
My childhood sum
Kids shouldn't go through
Gang fight
Turned to a kid getting stabbed by the pool
Wonder why in

All these scars, but I ain't dead
I wanna trust her, but lil brodie scared
Why you do that shit that ain't what you said
Multiply the bread yeah

[Lil' Rob]
Hey what's up homeboy
Lil' Rob back up in this motherfucker homey
Kicking back with Royal T, Frank V, Yogi, Silencer, and True Breed

get it by any means please

Between the greatest ever and wasted potential 
Thou shall not fail cuz God in em
These genes be holy, that's distressed

could stand and tell me that i'm crazy, what it do

Uneducated I always was hated for showing my colors and letting em rate it
Critics are bitches I leave

mask. That boy a bitch. He got beat with a flask
Fuck all these hoes. Can't love on a bitch. Ditched on two times. You know that's lit
Pinned by the Glock

pull up go ghost
If I got problem, you know who gon' solve 'em
Yeah, that's my lil baby she do what need
Hit her with a follow, be gone by tomorrow
Take

wow, wow)
Shawty ain't ready for baguettes Ima dead it (Tell that lil bitch it slow)
I'm to focused ya be hopeless time to get it (A nigga zooming he