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It's a bandemic so run up the packs
He screaming O, it's a K after that
Send three to get low
Came his way after that walk up on that car
Leave his

residents evil
When I deal with snakes gotta come with that eagle
You post it on ig and I keep it reel
Ain't hunting for wild life but I pop a seal
That word

balled up my fists then went and beat up his
Like a fat fuck on a treadmill with a Twinkie hangin' by a fishpole
I'ma hit a lick and then run that shit

to the birds
Catch him outside, he get left by that curb
Boa be spinnin on shit, he dissin the gang

But the nigga get put in the ditch
diss on on the 804, cuz

teeth
K-M-T, L-O-L
Suck your girl, go to hell
Red or blue? Pop a pill
You're industry, I'm off the rails
Word for word, truly don
Got the juice,

gotta get my soul back gotta get my flow back
No need for prozac
Looking on phone i dont care if she den wrote back
Maybe thats a lie i'm just barely by

They believed that they were free but
In reality they were trapped
By their own selfish and greedy
Desires american society american
Society was not

Pop a molly, like a jolly
Gosh golly, hot tomali
She a dolly, want my lolli
Hit it back, like a volly
Hell naw man, I ain't rap like that
Talk crap

a brother begging
Said he need that cheese to eat
Then spent twelve bones at L-C-BO
My guy ain't skip a beat

Money talk and money roll
I can't let that money

on a couple who were true from beginnings 
Durell, M.T., and K.B. are proving all that's expected 
Fool me once I'm dousing amber in me all on you niggas

got trust issues, trust issues
You be playing games, can't fuck with you
(Feen)
Black boy moving with that pack
Flip a pack, just to get it back
Keep it

clipped
Clip through the map, too much dip on my chips
I was doing the most, she was still by my hip
Bro just sent the pack, that's three critical hits

finish that shit in a couple of minutes
I hop on the mic, and I'm pushin' my limits
They jealous at me while I put on a clinic
Yo bitch gave the digits but

glass… 
Pop makin drinks and then waivin the tab 
 
Get in a cab and takin it back to... the rest of the faction 
They dwell in the Apple - can tell by

This is a new dawn the time of the Horde
Be feared or be fuel
Take a leap off a cliff cuz the sniff that you spent on your wrist ain't 'bout this

of them K, 
c on assignments I winged on a trip, R you offended i've bet on myself,
Dish an L out to you, simply giving me lip,
I don't talk much, rather

just miss my 2k in the backseat
I'm geek pop that wood on the rear

C-P-P-G standin' on business
Pressure pack gang you know that's me
I ain't gotta say

Caught in that jam then that nigga gon squeak
That's why i ride through this
Bitch by myself if it
Ain't on my lap then that
Bitch under the seat
Better

S.H.I.E.L.D. from being hung by the jury they pick 
That's why they fear us cause our lyrics bring the Fury like Nick
Our movements and leaders investigated by

proudly
Things are about to get rowdy
Village idiot looking ass with a big red nose and big clown feet
 
Here Take this L, a decisive defeat
Pop some pills,

S.H.I.E.L.D. from being hung by the jury they pick 
That's why they fear us cause our lyrics bring the Fury like Nick
Our movements and leaders investigated by

the GOAT, young GOAT

Hold up, hold up

I am the GOAT, young GOAT

Yeah I’m definitely drug free, may smoke a n**** 
(reference: “best thang smokin” album by

(Singing by Ronnie Spencer)
Why you peepin me
Everybody knows that I'm a G
Hey, Hey, she's peepin me, she's peepin me
Why you peepin me
Everybody knows that

L-A-K-L-A-N to the B to
The A to the M, gotta represent
Never know with a lifestyle
With a five dolla with a mile
Gotta get my life be twisting thoughts