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on the stereo
Got two's and ten's I hollowed out, so that bitch gon' get very low
They waiting by the fence, and when I leave they wonder where he go
I got your

like a needle in a haystack
I remember lil baby we go way back
I'm talking Wardlaw Elementary
Everyday I'm waking up to brand new enemies
She don't

What is, always, every, believed by everybody
This nigga, that means I'm here and everywhere
And the art that I've been hearing everywhere is a big

(Piranha)
She would always bite the tip of it
(Ouch) (Are you ok?)
She had Cheeto puffs and flowers
She felt so empowered
(Empowered)
By lil peep and monster

Stay true to myself don't be like
Heavy instrumental but the beat light
A to B to be C
Niggas I know wish they could be
I like bitches that like

like J dilla/
Sound is so sweet but they bitta/
Just Wait for the day Im greatest in the state/
straight dumb if I stay go get killed by the hate/
Way

are not giving it up)
If you know me you know that's a given
I am not not giving a fuck
(Yeah yeah)

You can tell by the look in my eyes
I'll let it go

lil pups
Shot to the head
He on a shirt
We just made him a brand
Getting rich
Yea we all about bands
Going broke
That ain't part of the plans
Bad bitch

they know
Every line is like I whipped the wrist to mix up the snow
And by the time I get your diss my plane on lift you too slow
Oh yea got it, it only

need herses
Wanna take him out the hood he said the feens need service
Lil baddie portuguese plus she speak german
She just want a rich nigga who gon

Don't make me show my teeth

Y'all too busy chasing cheeks
I go get it every week
Yeah, yeah, move your feet
I be jigging on IG

Cause I love it when they

Yeah
For the record, that record just wasn't hot
Off the record, that necklace gon get u popped
For the record, I ain't never had no opps
But off

Yeah, Black Bannerz!
Pack Pistol Pazzy and all that!
Yahmean? ta ta ta ta ta ta aight, look

Yo surrounded by luxury
My heart is still gutter black

I keep it simple
That's how I like it
I'm gettin' up on stage
And I recite it
Recognize it
Keep it simple
Lil riddle instrumental
That's a recipe

favorite food
Su comida favorita, boo
Lil mama how you move, I see you learkin
Look like you allergic to hoe niggas-
Good thing my bowl bigga
And you thicca

on an instrumental
Guided by the most high
And I get sentimental
I know how it feels
To have nobody you can vent to
Le doy gracias a papa Dios
Por un año mas
Tu estas

Promise ha the galaxy
She treat me like ya majesty
Cook a lil dinner
And she take showers after me
Bless ha the dick
It Make ha pig lips spit
You caught