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Everyone telling I swear y'all some feds
Step on the scene it's a whole lot of death 
I got the strips like a muffin' Ref
I got the pump to his mufuin' chest

your chest like cardiac
I spit like Carti mixed with Carter Six
With 380 proof shit
That hit like Vietnam Troops
Put a crown on ya head like Goop

tell P to knock him off
I wrap him up and take him to the desert then we drop em off
Serve em to the pigs like slop layin in a trough
Ay from the 400 but

art be the antidote to loss, i ain’t vibin with this cosmic slop, no more
Cold sweats through my chest, frozen stress, I’m a mess, don’t make me fake

showing chest
I got suckers from my past they still claiming MDS
Mostly busters from my class I can't even get upset
I don't know what I would do if I

invinvible, pussy parasailing, that shit got me wet (for real)
Coco gon (pop pop pop)
My draco tight it cannot drop
Get in the drop top, gimme that slop top

much sex
Bitches laying in my bed
Slop top with the head
Big booty on my chest
Coochie dripping on my dreads
l never fuck without head
I got my squad

much sex
Bitches laying in my bed
Slop top with the head
Big booty on my chest
Coochie dripping on my dreads
l never fuck without head
I got my squad

See, 
Its all that fake love i come around popin my shit Now these hoes wanna do me a favor. 
I walk in this bitch with my chest out, 2 feet

missin'
Welcome to hell, you done earned yo admission
Heart cold, it's frigid, she just tryna fix it
Baby just stop, give me the slop
I'm talkin' top, give

Had stomach slop
We Pill-y popping I'm off the rocker
Walking by they be googly eyed
See she got a thing for skeletons
Tha psycho he swirl a cyclone we

in a drop top
Arch your back take this long cock
Turn around and give me slop top
Fuck your ex man he's long gone
Chest shot gave him blood clots

miss
AR shooting out the red hollow tips
Flip flops crop top man that hoe a thot
If i push up on that hoe she goin gimmie slop
New watch big glock imma

Chevy, guts look mad fleshy,
Break nights to day light, scuff the whites,
Chest tight, pop pills for thrills and cause blight,
Writing rhymes

I hold the best card's
It's time to fold
When ya chest falls its time to go
Cause if you stay long
Im gonna blow
9 millimeter tips at the hip
You

that
Yeah I look real good where the ops at
Say it to your face
Bitch I push ya top back
If she wanna fuck with me
She better slop that
Semi-automatic

I been feeling disconnected
Got to find a new direction
Got this weight up on my chest but
I just push it I ain't ever stressing
God man he be

Slop made the beat 

They don't know bout the s*** a n**** been through 
Ballin so d*** hard cause I had to get the d*** food (uh) 
And you know I'm

give man some slop
Someone over there got red on top
She ain't your wifey she's a tressh for chanel she go give me da drop 

Like dont run don't trip 

she see me, she a finna comport
She connect the hotspot, 
then I get that slop top jiggy jiggy ayyy 

You know nobody fresh like Z, you know
You know

First things first, let me get off my chest
I don't fuck with these niggas
I just walked past yo' bitch,
She already in love with a nigga
I'm a ass

starving
Kick her in her chest, on to the bed like I'm a Spartan
She buss it for a check, but told me I could get a pardon
I'm flopping in her cheeks like I

bout that action
I get on the beat
Get to snapping
Got C's on my chest
Like a captain
Niggas trip but I'm packing
Why I be chilling relaxing
Don't even

Got her ankles by her neck 
And she love when I nut on her chest 

Cause she a freak bitch  
Who like shaking her ass always twerking and shit 
I need