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motherfuckers
(Man it's fuck the world)
Still dropped my nuts and dragged them
Y'all been owing me, I'm like Rick grimey with this forty-four magnum
Make

friend and my car's bumpin
Ima monster, Ben 10
Come on bitch, been HIM
Why you talking this shit but you late to the party, huh uhhuh
Baddest bitch,

Rick or Germain 
was a rookie already Legend in the game 
Dropping nukes on the mic I'm riding on them waves 


Nigga can't fuck up when washing this

Buildin' walls around it, somehow they walkin' through it
A visionary, and change the world by how I view it
While rappin' through it, and put my heart

it 
Had to tell em sweet 
Now they salty
Move around stacks 
Big bags I'm exhausted 

Swear they moving foul 
Why these refs ain't call shit?
Then act

I wanna do drugs with Rick Rubin
And do yoga in Malibu
I want ten million fans on Instagram
I’ll teach the Dirt to Mötley Crüe

I wanna be like you

up by your brain
So that's all I'm doing for now as I write on the page
I know I've thanked the man enough in every song that you played
I know my

to the heaven gates
I can't lose
Why the fuck they hit snooze
We been breaking all the rules
Backend coming back in by the twos
Diamonds bussing out the jewels

playin dress up dress up dress up

Got a cando on my wrist it’s not for selling man
Mama know i’m slimy rick but i ain’t tell ‘em man
Im thanking god for

different size bodies can flip
Shoutout to oppas, them boys not my partners, they taught me to roll with a blick

Mixin' that Marnie with Rick, antisocial, I

T-Pain and Weezy
Big boss no Rick Ross no spaceship
I'm takin' off
Tryna get the racks to make my family proud like Kyla Pratt
She want be my quarterback

while I'm headed to the tip top
Pockets on Rick Ross, fiends don't play in the water, they don't skip rocks
Yeah, Fonz with the slick talk
Hit your bitch

quit
Im off that fertilizer that's the same old shit
Judging by appearance think he aint up on biz
Until they hear the music they like
Who the fuck is

get hit by the door
Up on your way out, I told you stay out, before you get lost
I used to dream I'm in RR's, no Rick Ross
You motherfuckers had me

im slayin
Im like why the fuck yo bitch on me, she super hot like Cajun
Damn im stupid high might glitch homie, innis bitch yea i cant fake it
And im

on the side
Only one bitch can't decide on a side
Do not trust humans they selfish and lie
That's why I got two eyes so I see eye to eye (uhaveno<3)
Knew she

to admit, she back on the kid
Like back givin Brim, for bag & the rick
Wiser then Penny I already hit, like already ript
Like Ham on the pist
I can do bad by

truss
All you niggas sus
Never switch on my bruvs
And I'm locked in like cuffs
Shit get deeper than blood
Y'all don't know what real is you muhfuckers

to the slaughter
It ain't nothing against the sheep I just hate wasting fodder
Same reason why you're date can't see what you got her
Cause life ain't fair
And life

a race
Bout to go and hit a lick... I had them boys running just like Rick
Angelo up in them bricks.... Posted up with many sticks

Yeah y'all tried...

(Why she keep calling me?)
WTF?
McQueen on my toes
I couldn't get Rick
I'm fucking these hoes
She suckin' my dick
I passed her da bros
I made an assist
I

I'm at the top of the building, I ain't like y'all

The ceiling and the shit, I'm riding it to the stars
Get fucked by none, way too far
I touch

look at Supreme yeah like I like you, I look at the Rick Owens like I like you

I swipe my card like I wanna buy you, you is a lame don't wanna walk by

a/ stage/
I'm doing this/ in my/ bedroom/
Creating/ music/ for you to/ consume/
I got/ bars for/ days/
cmazed by/ my creativity/
The validity/ and/