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Out, like Polo G
Bitch I’m really in it for the long game
You and your lil' friends 'round me for quick fame
I’m in check, got butterflies on Nike’s
Got

Huh!
Call me lil uzi got the machine gun flow
Fucked on yo sister yo cousin yo auntie
Fucken flexin on em by the dozen
Boy my head hurt, poppin

me up
Driving by Like I was average I just ain’t have no whip
Now I’m on my road runner bitch I’m gone with the wind
Fuck a coyote
None these bitches

think I’m moving cocaine
I smell like loose slips, and Mary Jane
Yeah, the loudest of the loudest. Boy you broke that shit so childish
I’on need no

baby got a proposition
Stick by my side and I can show you different
Yeah
Cause yo last man he ain’t shit
He can’t put it down like this
Write a track

I'm feeling like Ferg, I'm on a whole other level
Hoes for you niggas somebody pass me the shovel
And I don't play by the rules, consider me a rebel

selling wholes
Snotty nose nigga u ain’t slime wipe Ya nose
Bust that nigga head if he working With the folks
Shawty ain’t right I can tell by his clothes

lil bill 
Nigga was talking shit on the net & fuck around & got em killed
Niggas falling down on the hill shit it look like Jack & Jill 
Had to tell me

a youngin on the rise ain neva stoppin 
Where were you when a nigga had empty pockets

They shot my lil brother with 3, only homie hit my line was my nigga CG

that mistreats us 
They take away our hope when they assassinate freedom 
They sick us in the ghettos, label us as thugs 
But copy our identity cause its

special
Rooftops floating like feathers
Downtown, that’s the day I met her
Friends saying I’m a selfish fuck
I’m hula hooping past all the bullets
Everybody

and the shotgun smoke
Put a at ease, when I'm rolling with my lil' bro
At the shows all the fans like, where he go
Around the corner, tryna let off some steam
With

Im just trynna hit the six and meet champagne this s*** for real 
Chasin all these h*** boring now its a cheap thrill
Lookin at these lil rappers

Im just trynna hit the six and meet champagne this shit for real 
Chasin all these hoes boring now its a cheap thrill
Lookin at these lil rappers

crave for
Certain kind of flavor
You bring that's exquisite
Show you what I've prepared for
Come over and visit
Infinity at our fingers tips
Divinity when

perc, lean, slurp
Bean, perc, lean, slurp

I don't wanna smoke no weed unless it smell like jesus farted
That head you giving terrible lil bitch you might

Undetected
Barely even recognized
A money making monster that cannot be televised
I get it how I want it
That brat type shit
N***as wanna speed
But

her by the pussy
Melania what a beauty
Shoutout to Trump
You a mother fucking chump
Bang headshot with a pump
Oh and mother fuck Lil Pump
Gucci Gang up

Yurp

(Im so pilt right now cuh. But I gotta get home or my ol lady gon kill my ass) 

Send a text to let her know that im on the way 
Only had

fronted who a hal-key of that what
I seen him going crazy, that at Magic's 
We flip a script, like I'm flipping gymnastics 
I'm flipping whatever's left in

Never quit on myself I chose to fight 
Had to leave all the homies that aint wanna fly 
Ain't waisting my time I'll pass you by 
You ain't really bout it

fruitless
Cop a couple dabs for the case but it's useless
Gotta strive for grace get some peace like a Buddhist
Look inside yourself find the anger that is

Do not hit my phone bro
Why can't you get this
My glock is like a bay-blade
Lil' bitch I'm bout to rip it
Cause I am what I am
A super lightskin

to Oz, let me weigh the odds
That vacant lot, where we make the drop
Gon' skate the block 'round like eight o' clock
I got stopped by a lady cop
She gave