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To the dripping can't contain it 
The ink is gasoline and so I blaze it  
Had to hop to 20 tamed just to make sure that you tape it

People really thinking they can

Come closer fear not he once said
I'ma make good use of you for you already dead
Lift your chin and give listen cuz the bishops give you death
But

fuck who I choose
Not looking for love, that shit hurt
Last time you left a bruise
Riding by myself blowing smoke in
The wind while I cruise
Riding by

FREAK IN YOU

PARTYNEXTDOOR

COLOURS 2

2017

don't like no mind games
'Cause by the time you make your mind up
It's a tick, uh, time's up
Hey, hey 
You gon' have to climb it
Climb it if you want

and out I’ll make you scream and shout say, “Stephen” Come on baby let me hear ya cry it.
Cry, “Stephen” (He will use you and abuse you).
Well I’m notorious

a bishop

Then a castle
Then one by one
Another one and another one
Until they all leave

You're getting lonely king
All alone in the end
Giving you 13 moves

cold
Well alright then 
Alright
Hold on let me turn it into something you like
And maybe give up everything that makes it my life
Well alright
Ya right

like a bishop and I still can't move on
Instead of me, you picked him up

One day followed by another
We were growing close in the summer
I was telling

make it to last match
Seven Eleven, suckers never be stepping
Brother shoot like he Stephen
Danny Glover the weapon, instigated protection
She give me

Cid 19 with the laser beam on it

Ak 47 with the gasoline on it

Talk the same shit that got bishop hot put the squeeze on it

Clip look like a arm

1960...

It's 1960...

And gosh, what a swell year it's been!

So many blessings
Such wonders it has brought
You hardly know where to begin:

kill my shine
I'm a born shooting star
I just shoot for the sky
I go give you last chance
Guy pay me on time
Its two weeks my guy
You rip me walai
I come

of the promise
Still tryna make it out to the bay like Gorgeous Shoutout to my villains in the crowd, we the
Squadron Shoutout to the homies that gon' fuck with us

don't like no mind games
'Cause by the time you make your mind up
It's a tick, uh, time's up
Hey, hey 
You gon' have to climb it
Climb it if you want

[Verse 1: Bishop Nehru]
My styles vary in lines like min bury
The competition probably missin' dissin' done got 'em scared of me
It's weird to see,

Getting hat tricks everyday, I'm achieving all these goals
You can't tell me I'm not hard, it'll make you grow your nose
I ain't never hurt by words, you

I grew up a king of screw ups
Find me in grandview
Sitting amongst the crowd
Look around all I see is pawns and bishops
Make your move nigga hope

Yeah I keep it light but I'm heavy with the flow,
Bishop too nice, Tell me sum I don't know
I just wanna ball like I'm going Semi pro
Niggas throw

congregated 
Take niggas to school
How I break it down and package up
But my number one rule
Always move cautious
Yea you know we gotta make these moves
Make

Betty Boops
They getting loose
Tell me what's a Bishop
To a king with the juice
Tie him with a noose
Then you drop em from the roof

Over niggas heads 
It

Swiss in my pocket no fondue
Look like Stephen but lyrics on Erkel
Kicking hoes out like Kung Fu
Yo bih' giving me scalp no Cauillou
Cover my scars with

the last of greats
cuntie whipping on the grill she gone make the plates
Don't be fucking with the fam cuz it's only a case
Run up in yo house at any time

a nigga make me feel I gotta prove myself
Gangster to the core, if it's war, then I'd recruit myself
Failed a couple times and I successfully regrouped

on pilot
Smokin' somethin' so army strong, shit Givin me hepatitis,
Yeah
See a lot of Stephen A's in this bitch Complaining
It's so last year, don't tell me