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was in my lap and on my head was a top hat
While I was sitting at a table with a rabbit and a rat
And the hand I was dealt with was either sanity

Touch down on the runway baby
Touchdown like it's Sunday baby
Touchdown
Touch down below yo belt
You like it huh
Tell me how that feel
Touchdown
Buss

Wax imim blunt (Wax)
Smoke ond choke gas
Ghörsch das loud (Gas)
Straps onder belts (Pow)
Clientele, crack cooking,
Pushin ufem Herd (Crack)
Left

a follower now
Cartier frames on my face & the bracelet
Domair belt on my waist & the cases
Grillz in my mouth you thought it was braces
Your girl at my house

strapped just like a seat belt yea he feel
That burst Lay his ass out, I'ma put that nigga in a hearse
Luh' Rico did it first, yeah, you know a nigga back

38 in my lap
Well baked when I rap
Shit slap
Ride around wit the red beam
Yeah I brake for the scrimmage
Finally broke through my limits (yah)
Call

age the pain I felt
Now I got a couple rings under my belt
Bout to put us back on the map
Putting ten K on everyone's lap
Just make sure you keep that

Gs lookin drench
On a gucci belt ladies wanna take a bait
Shakin ass, they be fighting for a place
Listen up I'm a G from Estate
Buildin up from

No I do not fuck with him cuz we got history
That Ferragamo belt aint even bout to fit me
Pull it back, pull that fucker back
Took some E got double

backwards
Got dope songs under my belt
If I don't make it
I'll still be myself

Classic
And trust none of this is plastic
It's for real
It's fantastic
One

behave
And don't obey how the corpses frame us
Wearing Orion's belts I drive the plough
Cause I'm high in the sky up in the clouds
I'm a star on God when I

ride, my glock on my lap (my lap)
When I'm shootin' my shot, you know I don't crap (crap)
Don't fuck with these niggas, I hate all the cap (huh?)
I

Yung Tilla (Yeah)
Skrt Skrt

From the uptown city to the bay 
Moving every night from Miami to LA 
Got yo ex on my lap and I think she wanna play

n***** they hate but don't know what I'm facing
I can blow ya mind with this s*** from my belt n****
Ima legend when it come to the streets
When it come

"He gonn walk down with machetes and robbers"
"Hop in dat foreign , he running from 12"
"Slide through the cut , paranoid with the stick in his lap

opinion still crap
Your girl just crushed my fucking sack
So get her out my fuckin' lap

That's my new ride (that's my new ride)
And it's lookin' real fresh

My guy pretty like a girl
And he got fight stories to tell
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
Swimming laps through pool

land I'm mobbin
My life like a roller coaster
Enjoyin the ride I'm flyin
Buckle ya belt strap up
I'm runnin this shit lap
Ups and downs we glidin
Its

black hellcat, batman with the wings up
Hi-tech in my cup, in my lap I got the nina
I keep it a buck, dirty bands make em cleaner
Funny how that bitch

up my phone when I don’t text back 

You take yo seat belt off in put ya head in my lap 

Fear 

Pray to god in put that shit on a Lear 

Win cuz i

Giving out real belt we gon spank that bitch
Oh damn oh damn another nigga got hit
And I do not miss
Another nigga off the list
Steel fucked your bitch

Boots with no laces stuffed in my jeans
Boots with no laces belt buckle on me
Pocket full of faces got a grin me
and I'm ready for it
Tell by the way

carbonized
The dildo seats, leave you sodomized
Lap-bars with spikes, don't need seat-belts
A one-way ticket roller coaster, to hell
All I wanted was to have

a spell, and make you mad
Put a love spell on this bitch and now she sitting on my lap
You gon think it's magic the way that I'm stackin up these bands
I'm