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get no open verse
Lil' bitch shut the fuck up it's my time, I done spoke it first
Craziest lil coupe and then I put it on the street
I'ma always put my

Yeah I might be a lil crazy
Crazy into you
Room a lil hazy
To put me in the mood
Your past don't phase me
Not to be rude
This lil bitch wavy
Kiss

u my lil shit
Baecation and the flight at 6
By 7
I done
8 It up ouu
9-10, my Benz, makin up
Yea YEAAAH!
Who do you be fucking with
When I'm not around

I'm still here
2021 it's up feel like this my year
I done said that plenty times but I'm dead fr
Lil cuh been put down that ball still in field
I told

spun, walk like a freak
I got a ray gun, perk my machines and double tap
Bitch please tell me, are you done?
Keep in a rut, bitch I lived, passed what I

with the unexpected
The run away slave I, Misdemeanor
Escapin' from all ya fraudulent players
Last but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley

then send your moma some flowers
I get paid by the pound, not paid by the hour
I got star power 
I got star power

New Ferrari came with 600 horse

can't leave without it

Gunna

I Am > I Was

2018

Yeah
VVS look like a star, yeah
I took the top off the car (yeah)
We don't abide by the law (no)
You don't know what I done saw (saw)
Can't

a pension
Stirring up tension, the hood feels defenseless
I been beat, dragged, battered by the pigs
Assault rifle to my head, almost splattered by the pigs
I

they on?)
Call em' Mr. Walk Down
He don't show em' no pity AR got mods put a scope on a smithy
Spin the block out for the one they gone leave lil' bro

Watch My Shoes

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red

Got a lil' older, I see what my mama mean Everybody ain't for you, everybody ain't on your team
I done been around some killers, I done been around

they was wack
You ain't trained just yet
But I was down to get the paper
Like um hittin' a lick

By any means I'mma make it
Fuck the world was my shit
It

Dam she told me I would need her uuuh
Summa cum laude she was raised by a preacher yeah
Told me how he violated touched how he beat her uuuhh
If its him

the sunny days look at the weather
We take off like birds but we're losing our feathers
I fall by my guys then we're falling together
Enough with the deep

She the type to just love her man, she understands 
She understands 
But lil' mama can't really cook, though 
But I was raised by mama, so we good,

evident lil mami, even ya friends know
Ya throat game amazing, nah I can't even fib tho
But you done fucked it up and went off tempo
We grown as hell, you

bourbon in chalices
Challenges and setbacks, I rep that, I bet Black
I stretch that, I left that, I catch wreck, I dead that 

Lord, I done made it out

Dogghouse in Your Mouth

Mix Master Spade

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

Daz we about to fry niggas like fries
And separate them by five's and light up the skies

Crip that D P, Kurupt
Dippin' and I'm out, put a dick in

the bags, I front out P's
Ain't worryin' 'bout what a nigga done for me
Blue Huncho make a bitch OD
When it's smoke in the air, put the stick on repeat

me and Lil Txippy (yeah) noah

And now we're, now we're done
Noah (Now we're done) noah
Noah (yeah, now I'm done)
Noah (I think I won) noahTheyeah

you better be ready
I won't take my time, lil' bitch, you know I'm ready
I want it right now, lil' bitch, you know I'm ready (go! Yeah)
My flag

shooters by my side you better lay low
I done went up and put my niggas on a payroll
I know lil shawty get to bussin’ when I say so

Your a fucking pig
Can't save the boat if your captain can't float
I'm Mr. KFC
Just saw a skelly
Carter's so smelly we sailing the sea
Blue all around me