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myself a Benz woah it's true hey
That's that fossil fuel oh you think I'm docile dude
I'll get so famous I'll get paid to fuck by prostitutes
Woo get that

kidding me!” The chemist laughs, waving the baby blues hand at the performer who smiles then sinks back in the couch.
“I made a lil track just now

Breakdown

Insolence

Revolution

2001

Rape my soul
Sometimes the truth can be too hard to swallow
Rape my soul
Sometimes the truth can be too hard

Hey no fuck that I'm being mobbed by

the pourin' rain, I lose my brain almost every time
Almost every time (Yeah, yeah)
Three point turn, turn around and get burnt off
It's a pool party, go

the hood bitch
They call me Mr. Goodrich, cause now I got the hood mix
How many more bitches, gon be jumping up on our dick

[E.S.G.]
Needing bout a hundred

the game but it's blind love
Trash niggas and they love to remind us
Why im telling everybody how I really feel
Cuz I was busy but today I got time cuz
Point

at this point I don't give a damn
Gonna put these bitches in a clench
Get ready I'm bouta fuckin' avenge

Prisoner of my own thoughts
Even though I am my

of clowns, I'm exposing
Cause LOS been extending all the clips hollow tips; a lot of explosives
Toting razor blades, hand grenades with Hide-aways they not

Hey, I thought it was all over
What's up, Doechii?
Hey, girl
You know, it's been a lil' minute since you and I have had a chat?
Has it really?

still
At this point it feel like checks is my only mail
Talk slick i'm on your head like a pony tail
If you ask me how i'm doing man i'm doing well
We by

told me the feds wanna stop by 
You got bitch-slapped but you intact
I concinved 'em that they got the wrong guy
Time to tap tap
On a wack ass rat

plugged in
Two shots gon' stop the Charger
You ain't never scored a point, boy
I'm probably not gon' guard you
Bitch like, "When we gon' link?", shit
Not

I need to find myself
Lord willing I'll redefine myself
More reason to multiply myself
Lord help me
Don't leave me by myself
Nah I ain't by myself
I

He gon' get sniped 'fore he come up
High IQ, go get it, swag ignant
Blunt splitting, sauce, when I talk
Cat drippin'
Gifted, make the lil nigga get

is the payout mr president my environment filled with fentynol and y'all only give two fucks now cause it's Betsy and lil Paul man Rip to KD cD MD RD

a lil bag on yo head and I bet you get offed
You got some bruddas but you are not feeding em, nigga I bet you get crossed
I got so much flavor, you can

not a fun sound
Inside the class acting like a clown
Working so hard paid like a bound
I'm powered by the latest tech always on never a wreck
Cops on my

Well, uh

See I studied the goats
Learned how to structure a joke
Hit the stage with a page
A lil' something I wrote
Palms sweaty, arms heavy
And a lump

Always prepared
So imma stop you there
Got the luck to chop a pair of hair legs and toss them
Fair game?
Nah it's not
I'm a bear tamed by

the beauty But lil brother Rudy had 4 door suzuki a crew and went by "Rudy Tudy Fruity"
Pause i feel the need to bring it back
All the thirsty hoes gonna drink

really in the jungle
Niggas throwing up B's
Late night in the summer
We was throwing by the three
Niggas know where I be
Niggas always wanna talk
But they

Leave like the leaves
When the trees die
Except it's the opposite of spring
Cause when I breeze by
Chunkin peace sign
You'll see why

Imonaleav
And you

more than she shells
Cause she been bragging down by the sea shore

I got vices
I'm tryna figure out my crisis
I got all my herbs and spices
Don't ask me

the market's
Swiftly move to mark it show the world W.H.O the mark is
I'm similar to where started
I mean Ive got a Woo hand
First reports it's not spread by