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Pimp shop pimp shop pimp shop pimp shop like whoa.
See Lyric I just be rapping about all this shit but I don't do nothing either.
I'm just fucking

a bouncy beat and rap about the clothes I'm dressed in
And how ya'll should be impressed with my designer watch collection
And the managers at clubs all sit

tour I kill that weak shit off
Bitch I'm driven even Uber drivers' get pissed off
Pissing excellence so everyone's who we piss off
Meditate until

there's nothin' left and I'm down bad (nah)
They piss me off more than those YouTube ads, sometimes (oh my days)
They gotta bump up the salary
Gym sesh,

me
I threw piss at'em
I'm too big for'em
I'm too brick for'em
I'm too solid wit it
Monolith column
I been climbing higher
I'm a big problem
I been

drown in the abyss
I had so many C's now I'm on the A list
Smoking that weed, but I am still that piss
Like when a pretty girl pull up with a bad kiss

know
Then you gotta split everything you earn
Man fuck that shit I'm about to learn
Why should I pay you for all my work
Here's my pants and here's my

Pockets

Murda Beatz

Bless Yo Trap

Nigga get popped like a Tic Tac (Lil Purpp)
Smokin' on bubble, that piss pack (ooh)
Run up the racks, yeah I did that (Lil Purpp)
Run up on me, put yo

Ain't a question when I'm Boo'd up
Mess with my shawty like a laptop I boot up
When I need to piss or stomp, lift my boot up
She keep me calm, yahh

a problem with a nic addiction
Abused alcohol too, cause she had no pot to piss in
I thought she stopped when she was pregnant, but she just hid it from me

cause I'm a Leo, calling lines
Can't you niggas piss in
Y'all fly when y'all weird and y'all gay
I won't give a fuck, nigga
If it ain't about that money,

Duckin' hell, I don't hold choppas but I'm mowin' thru the grass
I ain't thinkin' bout a thang when I be holdin' onto ass
Rarely talk about the money,

Hello 
Yeah about last night 
Yeah sorry we can't talk anymore 
Nah your head was fine, it's just you 
Ain't fucking with a nigga, A class only

the fuck up! (Fuck you)
Y'all niggas don't know that nigga (We don't care)
If I catch another nigga talkin' sweet about Soul (Get to the fucking point)
I'm

throw up
A hundred K for a verse
Come back later
The price just doubled
Chatting about me
In front of your girl
Now she done text me like
Hello, hello

the homies, y'all call the law
I grew up in the city of Baltimore
So you know I studied the Art Of War
I been about that Cash Money like Tha Carter Four
I

gifted
I'm from a different era where you had to say something
And it wasn't 'bout your ad libs 
You talked about it, then you really had it
A lot of shit

I am not luxury put bought put that on my luxury thought
My piss gotchu stuck in a cough
My liquor is lit as a drought
My niggas is demons I fought

i go piss it's purple rain
Roll his ass up in a dutch and take that shit straight to the face
Face shots treat em like a wood they say i'm blunt
No

bash me everyday
They be laughin' in my face
I swear shii ain't been the same 
Since my brother passed away
And I ain't worried about tomorrow
I'm tryna

the dressing
You would think I’m buff as hell by the way I be flexin
Yeah bitch I’m clean if you ain’t get the message
If ain’t about a check we ain’t texting

the crazy bitch, think about it
Yous find out if she crazy depending on if you want to fuck with her, you know, real talk

Yuh, I called her backseat chatty,

cause it is what it is
Fuck all my opps you could rest in the piss
Check out the rock and the ice on my wrist
Never dwell in the past but I reminisce

statin'
I wonder how many people I could piss off
With a pencil or pen
You tryna' talk, I don't give a fuck i'm 'bouta just win
I'm really gifted don't