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not
You just don't know how to drop 'em on the spot, like me, from another realm
nether realm, Raiden in the mix, thunder god with the hits
I'm sick

burning down trees
I only be rapping but bruh got the P's
Hit from the back she say I do it right
Yo bitch wanna stay, but she can't spend the night
Jay

fav habit, for the music Im real fanatic
Feel fantastic and real ecstatic, you know me I combine that
Bk savage UK Garage, it's a combo they can't

snort some white
Blunts, guns, out in the sun
I'm too stoned to choke a bitch
Slap a bitch, smack a bitch
Mix heroin with Special K
Stop by Kindergarten

snort some white
Blunts, guns, out in the sun
I'm too stoned to choke a bitch
Slap a bitch, smack a bitch
Mix heroin with Special K
Stop by Kindergarten

then I didn't know where to start
But inspiration hit me and I think I hit the mark
Not something special, no it ain't that much
Just written from

echelon my saliva is ethanol
Word to Cleo I set it off
Helium 3 in my engine dawg
Chicken heads wanna sex ya boy
Radio spinning my record
I ain't give them

trigger
I know some niggas that'll get right with ya'
Drowning my pain, mix the smoke with the liquor
Ain't got no day ones, they dipped on a nigga
But I

straight up to par
All these bopping ass bitches wanna know who we are, (are y'all some superstars)

[Double D]
It's Double D baby
I only hang around niggas,

wha-wha-what, I just wanna fuck you ha-ha
Me and my nigga Devin in the house with my partna, Double D baby ha
Wha-what it's going down, for the 2 triple O
Know

platinum with a pc note cause nigga ain’t have no brick
Nigga try play on the low if nigga want smoke I’ma air like I had no clip
Nigga wanna turn to a hoe

in the speakers
I got more stories to tell, you should
Probably get comfy we ain't going nowhere
Gonna make you a believer
If you don't know me too

person
Brought them sticks inside the hood because I knew that it was worth it

Bitches lookin damn near perfect, they say they wanna rock my jersey
Front

Scott the bloody rims keep forgetting to stop
Gotta get them things fixed buy but I can't tip
No chasing my drink mix but hoes wanna take sips
Nah I think

like
If you believe man you know?
I you believe and if
You want it and if you wanna work hard enough
For it you can be so
Cause it’s no difference from

Forget about your sorrow
And be lively here
Cuz no one knows Tomorrow
Let us party eee eee eee
I wanna see u smile 
So everybody turn up now

I wish you

Boy watch yo tone when you talking to Juice
I hit him up tryna find all my screws
Don't know when I lost it I know they been loose
Since I had

It's all gone by so fast
But it's not gonna last
Know that none of y'all asked
Ain't no time to contrast
Bruh, man
Father help me in these times where I

you the keys to your brand new car

Girl, you don't wanna drive, I buy you a plane
And on the side in black letters print your whole name
Give you love

from her last four-digit
Shit sound dope, go for broke, get it spinning
You know I'm finna go and I don't know if I'ma stop it
Run up in the middle get

RIP to Virgil
I snuck the toolie in this bitch
I don't wanna hurt you
I need all blues out this bitch
I don't wanna flirt you
Made a couple bands 'fore

a deal, know ya'll I'm big mad
Crazy how you was just dissin' on a nigga
Now you wanna be cool with your bitch ass
Ain't never been in no competition with

First Down cuz They all know I'm Running this shit
I got some hunnys in the mix, on my Pole like I've Gone Fishing
I done told y'all im the Truth my

and brodie in The Boondocks, Huey and Riley 
You know I get up big ghetto, mix Gucci with Nike
MAC-10 with silencer, I'm usin' the Uzi politely
Three-five