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the onyx star
Blew your shot Uncle Tom now I'm really gone 
5th round only time big V's calm
Molly pebble got me hot mr burns
5th sacks go there blow a leg

fifties green 
Twenties link with me
Whole team winnin livin' 
In a dream litty
I just think different doa-ed 
The beat bitch I'm
Mr. T pimpin golden 
Cuban

they should've left in the kennel
Cuz if I run into blood omm we gon drench him
Mr a
Leave a bitch  stranded 
playing with my bandages
Smoke with me

Lovin' me
Then they hatin' me
Why you playin' me lil baby I ain't do nun' wrong
You see me rockin' all designer Mr. put it on
She gon' hit me late night

for the replays
Best believe it Mr. Ripley
I could try harder but why bother on a Friday
Sips on the highway that's no good
Chuck Taylor's in

shawty loss this round flight of the bumble bee
They settle for a couple Ms like J I'd rather touch a B
Doors open for Mr Saint I got a couple keys
Test

back back Idk where yo lips be
It seems to be a night
Sorry to say LIL momma I'm callin a night
You can call whoeva we can get it poppin tonight
Skinnny

lie
I really feel like one of them guys
Get shot between his eyes
Midrange just like kawhi

Fly nigga Mr MacArthur
I'm really her sponser
Chicks get

ain't even fazed
I'ma just go run that money up and put it in your face
When that lil' bitch get to actin' out, I put her in her place
You can come

Where we at? Blockworks
Two-way, deuce, siete big Creature
Let's get it

I'm on a different type of time
Whole hood call me Mr tEN08
Lay it out

like Mrs. Winners
Off healing, I don't know where we headed, God with us though
Bad chicks on the couch, that's Arsenio
The way we take these rap

line, tell me about a stain
Fake cook, lil boss, he was left in that rain
By the end of this summer, y'all gon' know my name
Mr. Get em gone, get a nigga

Joey got put in the trash, Isaiah got knocked on his ass, Jordan couldn't stand on his one good foot
Lil mr Hamlin tried to break me well guess what G

(I love you, a.k.a)
You love me, your special
Ly different
Every
Time you keep me
On my feet
Heavily
Excited
By your cologne
Your hands
Your smile

your lovin' lil' baby, won't leave without it
Only one been givin' effort is me and you know it
But damn, you too scared to show it
Now my heart torn

something you could by for a Nickle
Back when I didn’t understand how life was so Simple
Mrs tichner said that I was white 
I’m offended 
Told her that I

on my side, she was kinda mid.
Had to keep the hoe around cause she gave me head.
I done even got top in her brother’s bed.
Sorry Mr.Jackson, that’s my

fed
 y'all making sho them kids was dead
cccidental murderers and triple K law
Mr Cracker police
I cannot respect y'all
hell nall
Middle finger all

step on the scene
Washed by the blood call me Mr. clean
Like my chain, my light got a bling
I'm hot so hot could never be freezing
Want what's in heaven

half, Oh man, that’s mad, no cap
And I didn’t mean Alice when I brought up the hat
Woah, okay, I’m in the fucking zone, no auto
I’m a machine like Mr

to Jesus Christ, y'all aint ready for the war
Y'all like the openers while I'm headlining the tour

So by now I think it's clear what is the answer
Mr. King

gotta kill
Raised on E. Warren, Berkshire to be exact
Free my lil nigga Steve, Reggie doing ah fucking nat (Un huh)
I'm the one to go to but baby I need

the hood bitch
They call me Mr. Goodrich, cause now I got the hood mix
How many more bitches, gon be jumping up on our dick

[E.S.G.]
Needing bout a hundred

and I'm smokin' by the pound
Had to get lost just so I could get found
In the stu all day
In the stu right now
It's way too loud
Can you turn it down
Oh