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ashamed cause I know it’s fat 
So let me touch it
Or should I just walk by and brush it
I’m tryna get a squeeze like a bottle of mustard 
And I want yo

like Nike on a music ting
Lil Tecca, I ain't talkin' "Ransom"
Stay juggin', I'm way too lit
When I spit, they'll pay for my bars like ransom
Sono

Leavin' the worst of my worth
I must love my soul
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye
Days go by
Pay no mind
To the people that wanna see me dead and gone
Waste no

shot tryna get a lil loose
Late nights in the Stu y'all still hit snooze
Work work work ion take no breaks
Big bank by the case only money I chase
Like

Niggas couldn't ride my wave if they bought a brand new boat
I was born in Hartford, right there by the coast
I be creeping in that black Spyder

Driving up the highway 
Listen to you talk cuz i dont wanna miss a thing
Found pictures of lil miss thang
Now you wanna mrs up on my name
Now you

stay good to go
Some people say that I'm closed
How could I open my doors
When I always came thru
Four by four off of the road
And offered the most
I

When you're weary, feelin small
And tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all
I am by your side
When times get tough
And friends just can't be found

to Rome, so exotic (Damn)
Livin' in the countryside, a lil' cottage (Ouff)
Paid by these songs, the cash, all the profit (Cash)
Now I'm feeling like, I got

the drugs ain't enough
An I gave her my trust
Bouta give her my heart
Almost gave her my love

She been shining like a diamond
That lil shorty crystalize
Told

headline rolling loud 

Big Date night out mr chow 

Long stroke now she tryna run the mile 

Put her on my desktop like a file 



Get down low

You can't mix street shit with music
Cause what these haters say
They ain't gon do it
These niggas tryna test, I just might lose it
I might get life

3,2,1 Go
Go ahead pour me some mo'
Henny and the Coke
Mix it with the smoke
That shit got me low
Bitch I, take off like a rocket
Astronaut bitch I got

on living by 

In a shitty city 
Where the grades are low
 But the kids get high!

Only
Gettin by 
Knowing nothing else 
Than 
"Mr cock-sucker turd"
Wasn't

I don't need you niggas to ride
I'm by myself
Cuz way too many niggas done died
Nobody helped
Everybody claiming they slidin
But where they at
Every

a leer shit was all by design got a gift
Had to put it all in motion like a gif sometimes I look back like what if nwhat if
I wasnt one of the realest
What

them digits
I press that rewind cause you know I got business
But Body and mind is too fine so no point in resisting
The Mrs is right
Girl got them

What up, Sav
Aye, hold on
Shout out to Lil Wayne, bro
Bro got pulled over by a Mrs. Officer
But we're going hard on this Motherfucker
Listen
Mmm
You

the strip in a chrome 66
San Jo thang we a different breed
Lil Dad's with me will knock out ya teeth
Been doin' this for years and I still can't quit
McKee

chase no hoes get the bag and they books, racks
My lil' partner doin' some time by the time he released all oops get shook, pussy
You want some money

a (skrrrrttt)
Them niggas bout to hawk shit down
In love wit pape toss me a chase
I hit lil swipe
The check ah clear up by tonight, just follow up and do it right

banana 

ill affect your vision like a four k plasma 


I want to be a Mix between Tyga Eminem & Lil Wayne! 

I'm not rich i won't soak you in champagne

shit, high sign to the lotus
Been the Don like the POTUS
Y'all been acting too bold, grab you children by the nose
I'm supplying all the rope, wanna hang

you know he gone spin
Huncho the driver we been doing hits
Pop a bean Feel like Mr Xantana
She a baddie I don't got no manners
Keep it low in her purse