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running your shit,
We smoking your pot,
Yeah it's a good day to catch me a opp,
Run up on me, yeah boy you get socked,
Run up on me, yeah boy you get shot,

WISH HE WOULD TRY RUNNING MY FADE I CROP U OUT THE PICTURE FRAME

NOT BEEFIN WIT NIGGAS I CANT ENTERTAIN

PUSSY IS U FUCKIN STRAIGHT

IM GON HAVE

gyal ah sweet round me
Nuff man try speak pon me
Like they know me long time, wuh never know me
Gyal just sweet for days like Crop Over come early
Get

WISH HE WOULD TRY RUNNING MY FADE I CROP U OUT THE PICTURE FRAME

NOT BEEFIN WIT NIGGAS I CANT ENTERTAIN

PUSSY IS U FUCKIN STRAIGHT

IM GON HAVE

crops left to nurture, they shrivel, shrivel and die

Lord, give us a rain, let it fall down on us
Bless these forsaken plains, make this land less dust,

with the bag,
nia catch wreck, make a hectic stomp, took a ltille faith, make room for the romp


afro the nicest, more pied than the piper, babies go

I'm coming through, lay low
Or catch a bullet hole
I pass my bro the fully
He get all them niggas gone
Im on the phone, oh noo
Bitch yall know whats

that line, tell me
They wanna snap my head - selfie
Roll with the metal - Aluminum foil
Four finna catch 'em - diamond, pearl
Sick with the chopper, I'm

Legendary when
I catch a commotion
Boom, crack, shot up in the back
Never saw it coming, yo where you at?
Grabbin' you loot, but I gotta move fast
Low

the fuckin' keeper
I got stripes like a fuckin' zebra
Sold twenty P's on Glenwood
In the parking lot of the Libra

Yeah, I am so hot I might catch a fever
Me

would use 'em for
I will cut you, Cuban out the humidor
Let your fluid pour
And won't even catch a two-to-four
I'll go insane on your clown posse
Walkin'

mouth
Trynna catch me I ain't camping I'm in yo house
Fuck my last bitch brought her best friend on my couch
And it could've been you but you always going

to that feelin'
When I sold straight crop (I did that)
Catch me posted with the killers
Couple hundred in shots (Brrr)
Play with your life, you gon' sleep

like her
Drop crop jeans, the pants look like a diaper
Snipe a white tiger with Ice T rifle
My mental fucked up cause the
Things I've been through
Thirst

the documentaries
Hoop in the penitentiary
The only available option
The lie that they feed to you like
A picture after they crop it
Change criminal, took the scene

bruh smoke up then the crop
Its payback bitch
Thats why the bullets sailing
Took your head off
And yo bitch got to screaming
Y'all was on a date, bullets

the "m"
Causing mayhem
We the creme of the creme of the crop
Standin' tall like a cyclops
Slowing the clock like its chaos control
Step to the plate and get

Photo library like a picture we going crop him out
Treat him like a dance floor in tims we going stomp him out
Ain't talking bout no Nick Cannon but

growers
I'm just waiting on the crops

Gas on me 24/7 like Wawa
Gun on me 24/7 catch a shower
You talking about the trees or the blick
Which is louder ?

of these crops will grow
Feel like they mocking bro
Peeping out of the dirt
They be creeping, keeping ounces of hurt
I hit it out of the park I pounce

nigga
Probably smoking all his crops
Really I'm just plotting nigga
Posted at the spot
And won't stop until these faggot motherfuckers gimme props
Then I

deficit
I can feel my chakras burning in the lava
Fuck boys fuck around and
Catch this llama primadonna
So sick, pathogenic, call the doctor
Y'all ain't

your laptop
Fuck you with your crop top on
Spread up those legs and let me eat it
Come on baby let me see it
Don't deny it let me beat it
Kill myself

over the glass walk
They surface up through the cash crops
With clippers for your belly up mascots
And never dine alone

Meanwhile back at sea level
It