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a friend that he can't quite bear
But there's yang rou chuan'r and Yanjing beer
Living out his newfound Asian fling
Well he's out one night dancing

Cali text, stash spot over east
Unc text, that's why I fuck with y'all, meet me at the padlock in the Crease
Look at this, Cali went, got the drop, finna

drop this hit
Always been legit
I said I won't quit
I'm top tier in the game
Putting fools to shame
Bringing that hot flame
Run it frame by frame
I

Champagne
Campaign 
For the champions
That's us
Wassup

I'm feeling lovely 
They can't do nothing wit me
I got that bubbley 
I got that bubbley
I got

feel
None of them really knew me cause they know I'm too real
I think all by myself, I don't need to pop pills
I ain't playin' with this shit, cause this

Lemme know when it drop Nuez
Eight seconds left on the shot clock, I'ma score
Don't worry 'bout how much Wock' I got, I'ma pour
We was talkin' 'bout

acidic but I ain't venomous I leave at to the snakes bitch
Copyin obituaries workin on my pen-man-ship
Cause when this album finally drop we finna

On the first day of sixth grade
I had never used a locker
Never done it by myself
The kid next to me had noticed
He offered me some help
I said "if you don't

'm on something different
Something you ain't seen before
Heads bopping
Pussy popping
When I walk in the door
Make them drop to the floor
I get free blunt wraps

ANGELLACIENCIA on the beat
ANGELLACIENCIA
21
Yeah
Yeah
Look
Yo I'm on fire 
Huh 
Run around with that Rarri 
Yeah 
I just passed ya 
Fack you up with

with a bang
We're coming out
Swinging
With every ounce of work
We'll get farther in the game
It's written by one person
But played with all the rest
With

smooth
Just stay in your lane let me
Do what I do
Fuckin on the momma
And the daughter
No it aint right
We exchange like both Nenas
Just switch em out

some biddies
Hitting lines of the 50
Lines of the 50
Hitting lines of the 50
Lines of the 50
Strolling through Miami
In a tinted Cadi
Drop town
Like she

And to all the real ones, buckle up y'all we going home 

Drop the pen, yeah these feelings I boxed em in 
Stop again, mama telling me these are not my friends

pa rum pa pum pum
Rum pa pum pum, rum pa pum pum

Rum pa pa pum rum pa pum pum pum pum
Yeah I'm on the drum
Yeah I'm on the snare drum
Yeah I

of thoughts I gotta set straight
With a fucking noose and a neck brace
And I'm feeling like Im the next grave
Goddamn make it drop
Make the neighbors call

pen, and my enemies
You ain't no friend to me
Aint no more pressing me 
Gotchu impressed by me 
Cal boy you envy me
I am the MVP
New kind of entity

anybody can get it like I'm Quando(Rondo)
These niggas quit to drop and roll cause they don't want no smoke

Half these niggas not really real so I be by

make it by just barely
Taking L's is something I do rarely
Making moves, my talent's kinda scary
Me and Llama will go down as legendary
I write rhymes

punch
Step in the ring and you couldn't take one even if you prepped like 8 months
Love is the heavyweight champ, get knocked out by a body shot

[Intro]
bring it, back briing it back.

[DJ MONTAY]
yeah.
one time, it's ya boy DJ montay right.
we got a brand newdance comin' for ya.
i don't care

smooth
Just stay in your lane let me
Do what I do
Fuckin on the momma
And the daughter
No it aint right
We exchange like both Nenas
Just switch em out

laughing, I was mourning
Crawling up the biggest waterfall
I got hit by the bus in the light beam
Bare knuckle, I’m a punching ball
It’s a never ending story

blicks, fuck these niggas I'm tryna get rich
Like damn you got some animosity?Bitch I'm trying to see sum'
Stalking like feds you won't get the Drop
This