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move so different like Titch
When I dropped my first, I got it so lit
I knew My life was meant for this
Met Ranks like 2017
It's like he knew I'd be

remote controlled
Too remote controlled 
Too remote controlled 
By the bank note 

Uh
Now you pale
That I work for maself 
Ma ass off and take the shelf

Just give me a reason
And turn to glokk season
If u turn that treason
This be our last meeting

I'll kill a nigga
I'm all by myself
Word to 9lokknine

in this rap shit
Big black got the trap lit, DAT SCAR be the adlib
When it comes to the money and power
All these niggas be coward
I'm blowing fire

by the reaction
Above the caption
Shit was super lit
Without the pics
It didn't happen
If they close the club
We at the house
Don't wanna start a riot

hammer time
I be lit for hours just like a candlelight
When the lights go out demons all amplify
Clean the block with the mop now it's sanitized
Empty

to the crib but I ain't taking off the apron
Pick a track, cook it up, run it back: Saquon
Bars clean
Pay come through, do I save some? Hardly
Imma die lit like

i got some weed
just gimmick ok
너네들 so weak
못따라와 ok
in this week
go hard ok
we so lit and clean ok
i wanna lots of guap huh
workin at 작은방 huh
돈 앞에선

scream my name 
Easy like piece of cake
Feel like I beat the game

I got the cheat code
Feel like I'm boogie in beast mode
Lookin like it's by design
I'm

you can't sip
Chop' in my lap make yo ass flip
Sip Lean, wearing ripped jeans
Got a big beam and I keep it on me
Big fiend, smoking lit weed
Chopper

there (right there?)
With the proper demeanor
Hair line clean, with a smile like Cleaver
Sheesh, leave it to me then
I could give him one night, have

i'm still hitting my mark
You ain't on my level why you acting smart
I smoke by the ounce bro you trees looking sparse 
I kill em for practice you dont

Nyundo to light
Ah, high as a kite
AM till night, I know a plug who send it anywhere by bike
Siet, ilinihit iron Mike on the mic I ain't alright
It's

the coke by the loads
Oh shit, oh fuck
Shot a nigga in his foot cause he talkin' too much
I double money, double dutch
Double dutch, I'ma cuss don't give

the realest
No second we are the issues
And fucked by 
All bitches of the hood
We neggas do watch out
For strength
You are weak then we 
Throw you away

with the drop top and we living lavish had to have it when I'm cruzin down
hit the strip yeah its lit by my girl some Gucci flips
pardon me pardon me

a jam
Aye this is a jam
Whole project go ham
Niggas can't
Do it like me
Know I got juice like Hi-C
West coast niggas going Hyphy
Know I'm Too clean in my

to clean it when I ain't home, yeah
Real talk, who be poppin' like me
Who y'all really wanna hear speak on the topic like me
Tell a bitch we gettin' money

multi-spigots
I get her titties soapy I
Grab her by the biscuit's
And yo i fuck her gently
I clean her dirty business
She's screaming Jesus help me and
Can I have

these independent dudes was getting money galore
I got my foot in the door, no hesitation
Been clean nine years, rebuilding my reputation
Living my

Every Day Motto

Reedukay

Reeducation, Part 1

perfect upon a platter
Makin' my money by all means
Anything that got to do with music they call me
John Legend with the flow I give it all of me

White Bones

Bathory

Destroyer of Worlds

2001

wedding
Midnight hour, black magic shop
One hundred black candles lit
By his hand the hour glass would stop

Psycho power, thought control
At day time

wasted, coke get her wet
But my big brownin' love roll with the zest
I'm an English boy, but I'm so bloody lit
Yo, Tizzy, my killy, I'm litty, I'm burst

(yup)
If you selfish just pay us (pay)
Or you get hit by lasers (brrp, brrp)
If you sleeping on me, wake up (brrt)
Started up, tryna get caked up