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Romo with the play by play
Like he throw it off to 88
I still got the baby face
My shooters never hesitate
Nissan w the getaway
Working on my beta waves

a player, yeah I wish that was a myth
But you know I'm full of game, you could see it on my twitch
Love you ain't offended when I call you my biii

Komplikado

Ayy, let me hear that ho Jeff
This the Intro Part 2
Beat By Jeff
This the 2, been overdue
Bruh, I'm ranked uno
AK with me, new money gang
Kel with

me at SFO with a duffle and a truffle
When it comes to that queso like my pesos by the bundle
Drop heat in the winter time then lay low all summer

work
I'm not ashamed

Wait
With hate they lock the gates to the soul
Wait

Bullet in the back
Of another black man
Guess he never had a chance
Garner,

When I walk up in the club
I'm Like hey what's up
With a smile on my face 
Steppin to the rhythm Boom Boom
This place's full of base
I came to party

know you wanna steal my recipe
Or have fed's arresting me
Still bangin melodie's
Full fledged energy
The op's wanna Bury me
For that ur gonna need ur p

the womb
My bro said he need some smoke so I bring it to 'em
Met a shorty at the club but we ain't make it to my room
Ain't amused by the same shit I used

ticket
Let the beat play, I wish I could see a day
With no he-say, she-say
I just wanna see Trey
Wanna play the Hood and not with the toasters
A middle

know the crown's teetering tough
You're now peeping it, nigga the style's seasoned enough
The A-list Full of studio arrangements
Seen the local scene

Laying low
Out on the backroads

As I drove the car a little closer
I saw that fox, he was still alive
Poor little fella, in pain I could tella
By the look

Eagles fan from Compton
Tilting that wheel like he's a marshal
I'm two cars back looking thoughtless
Two weeks ago, you were mine
I leave a message when I

Pipe down

All my boujee ratchet bitches in the club
Drink in the air you know she bout fuck it up
Ass so phat like jello jiggles
Hair done nails did

container that you shit into and has the shit where the shit goes."
But then I asked this gopher who he was
And he said

(One, two, three, four)
My father was

Word, back then I was going by Twenty Banz
At a time where I didn't have any bands
I was cappin' my raps full of many shams
Flexing my birthday money

When we dream in this world
With the diamonds and pearls 
Full of darkness and girls
In love with yourself 
Sell you dreams of reality
Sparks

already know he gon mess up 

Can we catch a vibe for tonight
Promise you’ll be mine by tonight 

let me take ya man off ya mind
Aint got no room to waste

that I’m a baller
I don’t wanna politic but I got her by the collar
I just really want the neck then I’m gone imma holler
I won’t bother with the next

skrrt in the Mustang
Got the club turnt up on a tuesday
Give a fuck 'bout what he say or you say
Free Ree, but I just rolled a new J
That's word

What if somebody from a city in Maryland gotta big church vibe
But like to get the club high 
Instead of talkin bout who girl he smashing on Tuesdays

But I'll still numb you
I'm not full of chemicals
I'm pure from Columbia
See all those dope heads?
Yes, that whole crowd is mine
I'll get you high, I'll

that mini bar stocked with the bartender in house yeah
Oh he full time working round the clock 
Get a couple lemon drops lets get cozy on the couch hold

to do more
Cos they notice we are now cheered by the whole crowd
Am still a human myself
I started from the streets of an old town
I wanna see the world

I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
(Being violent)
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
(Being violent)


Yo
I'm so full of junk
Make