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Yo, AJ, cool, I got this uh, yeah
Petite watches uh, yeah
You can tell by the swag I'm stubborn
My gyal boujee and stubborn
And my niggas trap hard

take out my glow is Lil Fourtee my nigga so dont even try
You thought she was your til she seen me walk by
And she seen all this drip and now that bitch

of wickedness
Sinful
I’m telling you she is my villainess

No small talk
Straight to the point
Fuck the climate
We don’t talk it because we type it
Tell me, do

means better get you some money cuz boy you can't come with no pape
Time start ticking I ran up some digits then booked me a flight on a plane
Out in

lock sack)
Look nigga, I got where I'm at by me not by you
Doubt it, get an uppercut like Ryu
Play while you can, well you an echo too
And you capping,

Yo this is LSR Boss Gang Swag nigga
Shoutout to Busta Busta Rhyme
Busta Rhyme like Busta Rhymes every time

Yo I'm the paradigm that you cannot

is the movement
That is the idea
The idea is not feel like me
Think like me
Act like me
But rather consciously acknowledge
That you are solely in

you spitting, change the channel
I put 10k on the mantle
Why these boys sound like my samples?
Stealing my swag by the handful
You know that we

good, you gon' be okay
I pray for my life, all my souls to stay
I'm really that guy by the end of the day
I run up the court and I got me a lay
I'm

If I'm with ya you know that its 4E
I'm still out here dodging the police
These fuck niggas act like they know me
But they know that they really

cuts up on my hands
Now they really calling me the man
That bitch say she like my swag but I’m only wearing vans
Drip so much you cannot comprehend
Kiss

in
These niggas think there hot
Got pockets
Nino stay turnt up
And you know we stay turnt up
Balling like them heats nigga
Foul us get burnt up
Got so

thug
I'm a street thug I keep it G thug
Look at me I'm a teach you
How to greet a thug
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my
G what's poppin my g poppin

Yeh gettin gangsta up in Andy's house 
It's like this 
Spragga, Black Josh, Illa
Crazy

got that swag
got ten toes
sip my Henn'y on the road
from JA

Mummy died got me looking in the sky
Lost you know why can't provide at side
Dazing in my brothers eyes hate goodbyes
Can't decide if I'm gonna ode

me six feet in the dirt for it
By the way she get on her knees every night, told that bitch that she should go to church more (For real)
I'm nineteen,

a station
Then it's no comment, no comment, no comment
They can keep me to the sunrise
From littering to gun crime
The code that I live by I die by
Man you

Locked away in the can
New shotgun
Bet it blow like a fan
Do what we can
Gotta get by
Roll up too high
Vvs too fly
Swag up
New guy
2 chains
No lie
Kitchen

I done did shit that they never did
I done seen shit that you never seen
Had to move on to some better shit
Can’t let them snakes get the best of me

a nigga making money with the music
So I had to come back on the beat on some G shit
If you didn't know by now
I'm something like a lyrical genius
Same hoes

copping the swag i invented
I pull up in big body whips every day of the week so think that it’s rented
Leading you on isn’t something i want bae i swear

scare me you like 110, we know you weak
Tryna find an E-wife just give it up, they know you sweet
Washed up, we know that villainous the album was your

go to Cali
Right by the sea
Where I want to be
Only one person can stop me, that's me
Got my whole life in a backpack
Talk behind like you're looking

came with the fire artillery
You cold like i see it
You cold like swag like see it

Hop on a hop on a record
Like i hop on my hop on my high horse
I'm