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To be chilling
Young lil boy from Chennai city
Out here making more waves
That might cause a tsunami
Ayy this is my time, it's mine ayy
Grab a drink

raps cause you never saw me with a gun
You want me post a picture on my IG With that blicky lil nigga, you dumb

Soon as they know a nigga always

What in the world is this
I've never had anything so delicious
Yes!
If you'll admit defeat to me now
I'd be willing to give you this too
But to admit

compass, I move by instinct
My gut feeling is way too gifted
Manna might elevate just by thinking
Yeah, Money make people a misfit
Maybe that's why I'm too

(Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)
My crodie gon' splash some
She do the most for the camera
Lil black, lil white, call her a panda
Short day, long night, call

Rappers are for entree
Cook these rappers gourmet
Mother fucking flambé but this shit's way too salty
Yeah
Word is bond, that's my word
You know I am on it

open
That's why I need me a yacht that's parked by the ocean
Never booling, always tripping
Bitch on her knees, like she really Christian
He talk hot

our grants if you get A’s and B’s?
That wasn’t the problem for me
I can’t stand the bullshit they teach
And these niggas talk about peace
Until they get

ass slumped
And this bitch talk to much, told her shut the fuck up
Only tough on the net, finna start calling bluffs

Let me see how you is in

the Joose Joose
They cannot walk in my two shoes
Chasing my liquor with fruit juice
Dick her then dip her like deuce deuce (Hmm)
I got the Joose Joose
Talk

to a particle 
Talk all that shit you end up on an article 

Everywhere I go I bring the hoes out
Remember they say I can't rap
But they want shows now
Took Lil

soul

She asked me what I did for a livin
I said breathe
I hate small talk
I like my conversations deep
Deeper than Atlantis
Praying Mantis
More sets

maybe i should open a school

The game is my son so that makes me a dad
Imagine a son left by his dad
Hopeless and helpless till dead
The game needs me

am wavy
Ya niggas tripping you think
You could reach my jewelry
Yall lil niggas crazyyyyy
I feel like niggas be hating
My niggas in foreigns
Ya whip is

Kulafu we might take a sip
Talk shit and get poked
All greens no coke
They can’t cope up with this energy
At the bando cookin’ dope
We a hot boy get a vest

week

Told my big niggas don't stress my lil niggas got em

Caught em at a red light, they shot away the damn problem

Niggas wanna talk,

But they

playing she playing these games like Playstation
I'm with my squad and we trying to get high we got this lil' blunt in rotation
I got this blick Ima put in

Sometimes I talk in jest
But rarely talking best
Believing number one
Is in the eye of the beholder
Nowadays the masses got dirt up on their glasses
I hope

rappin bout
I come on trippin I give no fucks
Niggas cap bout they bags aint got no bucks
My lil brother he smoke so much
He can’t start his day unless he

I hit a clean lick boy my mind goes berserk
It's a crazy lil thing to see em back at the work
I feel like I'm lost 
I stress every last nerve
I never

stuntin', stuntin', stuntin' violate you, you, you, you
All that shit, fool, fool, fool more, less is more
Me and her don't talk no more no, we won't talk no

I'm
Talking thigh pads
And if she gotta lil ass
Then I let her pass
I be chasing that
Bandikoots no crash
I don't know bout no brakes
We just hit

get out
You can get out
You can get out
Talking that shit ain't running yo mouth
Talking that shit ain't nothing come out
Everything you niggas say is

Oh oh oh
I'm still
Feeling the beat a lil bit
I think I need to cut you loose
I see through everything you do
I feel you and your spiritual
I think