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into the spot like 
The manager signed me 
If it werent mums shouting 
or ice cream vans 
it's probably Babylon sirens 
Box by the tv 
had all channels

Jordan 4s out the four door
That was way before I had the chucks on
I got vans now
Play with me
You better tell that little boy to stand down
We was

wanna talk then I'll give her a slap
(Slap)
Gang in the beamer and were bombing your block like Iraq
Ya can call me ink with these bars but I ain't

his victims off the bridge
And if it's real quiet around 1am
They say you can still hear the bodies swinging
So naturally, that's where I found myself

my swagger from the 90s
Roll out that fat deck, im pullin tricks
Like an ollie to a shove-it, doin flips
In the pool hop that gate, no you cant shut it

Ridin' to work
(ha ha)
Petty hoes waste time, waste time
Pretty hoes bayside, waistline
Skinny hoes FaceTime, FaceTime
Niggas can't hang like me
Niggas

to look at
G-U-Y-F-E-R-Z, now you know me, let's get freaky
She said "baby let me call my best friend we can make this 3"
Never mind bitch I don't really

for weeks
Oh!
Fix your fuckin' face
What you mad at me for?
Y'all should play the organ, 'cause 888 is preaching
Like I just feel her organs, swear that

I buy 2 then throw me 1 but I need you to whip it up with flavor) 
That Savor I drop it the water like a glazier 
I whip That knock out Mike Tyson Joe

pack smoke em' like Gorilla Glue
You like that I'm a menace too niggas cap they really FU
Hop out that van with all my dogs just like I'm scooby-doo
I

capping here, feeling like Boji, the smallest giant
The ranking of kings is meaningless when you can see the bias
So I'ma just be defiant and step out

stupid
All that posting fake ass blicks on social media, who is you shootin'?
Lotta niggas die, can't see they twenties like I'm the one that's lucky
Got

Routine Check

The Streets

A Breath of Fresh Attire

2005

sidekicks getting kicks
Off my side's embarrassment
But you'll see me end up in the van again
And you'll hear the cell door slam again

[Chorus]
What do

to lean on me! 

Don't run, I'm here for you, 

Just like the sunrise! 

Just like the moonshine!

me slow like the Bitch quick sand
She got, Hunnids n fiftys n 30 rounds smoking gelato we get that shit in by the pounds
Stick wit a silencer won't

Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit
My brick talk

fuck with one
Pull up to your party with a loaded gun
The shit pops off when the bass drops
I do it just to watch em run
Only way that you can talk to me

photographed by journalist
Told 'em free the Soledad Brothers or it's murder bitch
We in the van with hostages, time to make our getaway
Then police did

slow
Take ya crew out
One by one
Like a hitman
Clap ya van up
Then clean it up
No evidence
You might as well
Surrender it
All ya bricks
And all ya chips

packs all over the globe
Millions soon in the bank
Million ways you can never be man
Tek mans gyal
Ain't part of the plan
Same way these jakes
Weren't

can save you from hell
Couple Bibles incoming through the mail
Serve the Lord & you know I do it swell
SOS he freed me from that jail
Where I'm going

Something like that can be quite damaging
Blow to your pride I call you vegeta
Just like smino I need a Anita
6 Months of training I'm just like Frieza
I'm

taking that cap
I just ran with the jar
No you can’t get it back
Watch your girl hit the woah
When she playin’ me back
Turn it around
And I pull on her

yes please
Yeah said he want smoke like the amazon trees
Uh If I pull up bet his ass gone leave
Yeah aint no man ever made me run
If my bro got beef