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my tongue flick
Gifted is how bring it
Da Vinci strokes
Greater than imagined
Inspired by your madness
Lifted as I present my
Shakespeare notes
Girl,

brutality
Say, “Right by Might is Liberty,
All hail the war machinery
But if you wag that flag at me
You'll fly it at half-mast, sirs.

Every one's collectin'

brutality
Say, “Right by Might is Liberty,
All hail the war machinery
But if you wag that flag at me
You'll fly it at half-mast, sirs.

Every one's collectin'

Things get heated, I turn to Jimmy and I clutch it
Need you by my side, is you down to ride, is you gone be (my ride or die)
Even when we fight, I can't

in gettin it
Know that im mixin it
Boy we movin too militant
How they gon keep up
Breakin it down in the Dutch
Keep the tool on the clutch
Cause I

and tempting know I'm tryna get up in it uh
Sliding, windows tinted, gold pendant, know I'm living
Need a plug the way I'm dripping
Making love when I be mixing

cracking the code, ain't no miracle
Beam the light right up all on that centerfold
Catch up lil homie, you had it but niggas is ghost
SO GET IT cND GO! GET

shit at the crib Danmm
If I don't pay that shit they gonna call the cops bro
Damn Bra I can't help you I ain't got it bro
Hold up the lady is comin'

getting it out the
Mud since the sandbox
Put my hoes on your niggas
Get they ass robbed
They grew up on the east
They don't know west now

Eastside nigga,

now it is up
Doomsday is coming
And doomsday is I

You know I'm

Toe taggin
Body baggin
We thrivin
You stay slackin
Little mf what you tryna do
What you

busy try be the baddest
I thought you really were the best I ever had
I have but I got lil bitches and they all up in the cab
Heard you loosing it with

not no virgin 
Use to fuck with Adderall but I can't do no Perky 

Girl quit touching by my pants, let me see you work it 
Money falling out my pockets,

a quarter pounder
No more lil debbie no more debbie downers
Hell nah
I want steaks on plates by the ounces
Matter fact put that shit on a scale
I'ma weigh it

play, let that Wesson sing (Wesson sing)
Countin' stacks by the hour
Money rain, make it shower
Used to lack on the drip
Now a nigga' got the power

What is love? Baby you know imma hurt you
Like Abraham you know that I'll dessert you
Oh you gotta lil baby boy?
When god calls know that imma turn

it, they want it, they wanted some more
What you think I'ma do? Give 'em some more
What you think I'ma do? Make all my dough
Go out by RABBA and sell

Go
I was born to spit
The man up on in this tournament
Got more of it
It never enough I'm gonna corner it
Go borderless
Fuckin' the world
So

Do It

Futuristic

As Seen on the Internet

2016

Lalalalalalalalala
Do it
Do it
Yeah

I feel like I been on my shit for like a hundred thousand days
I could take a verse and flip it in a hundred thousand ways

sense 
It don't make no sense 
It don't make no sense 
Okay
2 cM in this b***h 
I'm finna roll up a spliff
2 cM in this b***h
I'm finna 

I got tunnel

Without my stick I'm leaving now
I told lil bro pass me that switch up
On that bitch I need it now
We get love we pulling up to every town
VIP I'm blowed

calling out to up above
To take my pain away
Met this bad lil ting who helps me through my day
But she don't know a thing,
She don't know how I'm feeling,

Swimming in this bitch no rubber
Bitch I'm fucking this club up

Yeah lil trizzy on the come up, don't make me start putting this gun up
Yeah, yeah don't

want no scrubs now

Not too long ago
I used to blow up this bitch phone
Went to that open house
And was surrounded by white folk
Now I'm with this baddie

befriended me
But I know it's a lie and they'd rather be not up on my side, like not with me
No, they'd rather slide with enemy
I upgraded the sauce